Quite a few months ago, I read the sequel to this book without realizing it was a sequel. I didn't dislike the book but I also didn't think it was anything special. At least that's how I remember feeling when I read Belong To Me. Had I known this book was the prequel, I might have never read Love Walked In.

I am so glad I had no idea.

This is, by far, one of the most touching and wonderful books I've read. The characters are interesting and well-developed. But that's not why. The story is touching and beautiful. But that's not why either. The reason this book spoke to me so much, so deeply is because of all the emotion in it and how well it's expressed. All the attention the two main characters pay to life, to their emotions and to the others. The way it's expressed so carefully, so eloquently, and so well.

Here's a small example: What she came to what that even if someone wasn't perfect or even especially good, you couldn't dismiss the love they felt. Love was always love, it has a rightness all its own, even if the person feeling the love was full of wrongness.

So simply stated yet such a strong sentiment and so eloquently put.

I felt so much love, so many emotions at the surface of this book that I adored every single minute of it. I almost want to go back and reread Belong To Me now that I know these characters.