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Hands down, my favorite book {of my “adult” life, thus far} is The Pact by Jodi Picoult.  It sits on my dresser; its earth-tone cover and yellowed pages are a small reminder of a summer two years past.  I’ve often contemplated re-reading this book, but hesitate to challenge the overwhelming impression that it left.  Though it’s not an uncommon feat to take on, perhaps it’s best to look back on all of our favorite stories in hindsight–the way our minds and hearts have cultivated them to be remembered months, seasons, or even, years later.  On the other hand, like love, a book is a familiar face that we grow with, and in hindsight, can’t imagine feeling any differently about the second time around.

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❝ She was, you know, all the things I wasn’t.  And I was all the things she wasn’t.  She could paint circles around anyone; I can’t even draw a straight line. Her hand – it fit mine.  And that’s what love is, when your hindsight’s twenty-twenty, and you still wouldn’t change a thing. ❞ -Jodi Picoult, novelist (quote from The Pact)

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I struggled with whether or not to write a review and which quote to include.  Truth be told, Picoult’s books are littered with memorable quotes.  Her books delicately entwine legal and ethical dilemnas with young and old love/loss.  For those unfamiliar with her, she wrote My Sister’s Keeper, which was recently adapted into a film starring Cameron Diaz.  Although I enjoyed My Sister’s Keeper (the novel), it was not nearly as pivetol as The Pact.  But who am I to say which is better, I’ll let you be the judge.