The Book of Doors

In general, I enjoy books about books. This one was no exception. The characters were likable, and I was drawn into the story even into the first and second chapters.

A page that was memorable to me as this:

“I don't know,” she admitted. “I just wanted to feel like I was at home again. That I still had a home.”
He said nothing to that. Then he reached across and put a hand on hers.
“I have to do something hard and scary,” she said. “I think maybe I just wanted to remember what it was like before there was anything hard and scary in the world, before I do it.”
“Life is full of hard and scary things,” he said. “Sometimes you know you are going to face something hard and scary.” He nodded and Cassie thought he was talking to himself as much as to her. “But you have to get on with it. No point bitching and moaning. Get it done.” She smiled sadly. “Very pragmatic,” she said.
“What else can you do?” he asked, and he seemed annoyed, with her, with the world. “Because if you stop you admit the bad stuff has won, don't you? All you can do is keep going. Refuse to be beaten, even when you are beaten. The bad stuff only wins if you let it. I refuse to be beaten, Cassie. I refuse.”
She had never seen him like this, she realized. This was the side of him he had always kept from her. This was the bitterness and the anger at all that life had done to him.
“I refuse, and so should you.” He jabbed a finger at her. Whatever you need to do, you get it done and you move on. Put it behind you and survive.”
“Yeah,” she said. “That sounds good.”

I hope readers alike can enjoy this story as much if not more than I did. Now, I must return this fabulous book to my local library and find my next one.