As much as I want to say that I got my love for reading english books or novels through Harry Potter (which is also one of my favorite series) like most of the kids today, BUT NO, it’s actually P.S. I Love You by Barbara Conklin who started it all. I can still remember the first time I’ve read the book. I believe I was in my first or second year in high school and I’m the one who’s manning our small sari-sari store at that time. And to kill the mundane afternoon, I borrowed the book from my cousin, Fritzie, who also borrowed it from a friend and started to read it.
I can’t believe that after all these years I’ve spent searching for, I now got a copy in my hands. It’s also not so creased though it’s already yellow, there were no missing pages. In short, I LOVE IT!!! I’m so happy that I had the chance to read it again. I may not find the plot as twisted or as complicated for my liking now, but I guess for a teenager, killing the protagonist’s main object of affection was one big twist that I never expected. But I guess, after reading couple of Nicholas Sparks’ (Message in a Bottle, A Walk to Remember, where one of the couple dies) beloved novels, killing Paul Strobe was just as nice as ending it in a marriage.
I can still remember reading the book and hating the writer for the ending it the way it was. My immature self was idealistic and hopelessly romantic believes that if two people love each other, it should always end with a happy ever after.I don’t know if my future kids..alright, daughters will like this book as much as I do, but one thing’s for sure, I’m going to keep it and read it again someday.
Here’s my copy, together with some of the books by Jude Deveraux purchased through E-BAY.