Mark Twain’s *The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.* Huckleberry Finn’s father was an alcoholic.
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The virtual mode series by Anthony is a great sci-fi/fantasy series but is hated by a lot of people
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Cruddy by Lynda Barry
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A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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Boy Swallows Universe
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My Friends, Fredrik Backman
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Where the Crawdad’s Sing by Delia Owens
Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh
My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh
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The Shining and Dr. Sleep, Stephen King
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Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt
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Lullabies for Little Criminals by Heather O’Neill.
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*Fifty Four Things Wrong with Gwendolyn Rogers*
I picked this middle grade novel up to read together with my kid and it was so good neither of us wanted to put it down.
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*Sisters By a River* by Barbara Comyns
*The Power of the Dog* by Thomas Savage
*The Great Santini* by Pat Conroy
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Beach music by Pat Conroy truly a masterpiece Here is my review on Fable and my favorite quote maybe of all time
Sometimes you read a book and after you finish the last sentence you just set back and let the story wash over you. That was Beach Music. I mean what can I say Pat Conroy can write a freaking sentence. Pat Conroy can write the greatest most memorable characters known to man. Pat Conroy can make you dislike someone for 99% of the book just to make you fall in love with them in the end. I mean the edition I read was 628 pages and could have read another 600.Just read it end of story it’s a perfect book.
“I could feel the tears within me, undiscovered and untouched in their inland sea. Those tears had been with me always. I thought that, at birth, American men are allotted just as many tears as American women. But because we are forbidden to shed them, we die long before women do, with our hearts exploding or our blood pressure rising or our livers eaten away by alcohol because that lake of grief inside us has no outlet. We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.”
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The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls
Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver
The Shining, Stephen King
Mark Twain’s *The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.* Huckleberry Finn’s father was an alcoholic.
Shuggie Bain
The virtual mode series by Anthony is a great sci-fi/fantasy series but is hated by a lot of people
Cruddy by Lynda Barry
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Boy Swallows Universe
My Friends, Fredrik Backman
Where the Crawdad’s Sing by Delia Owens
Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh
My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh
The Shining and Dr. Sleep, Stephen King
Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt
Lullabies for Little Criminals by Heather O’Neill.
*Fifty Four Things Wrong with Gwendolyn Rogers*
I picked this middle grade novel up to read together with my kid and it was so good neither of us wanted to put it down.
*Sisters By a River* by Barbara Comyns
*The Power of the Dog* by Thomas Savage
*The Great Santini* by Pat Conroy
Just read it and I’m gonna post it every where it’s all you need
Beach music by Pat Conroy truly a masterpiece Here is my review on Fable and my favorite quote maybe of all time
Sometimes you read a book and after you finish the last sentence you just set back and let the story wash over you. That was Beach Music. I mean what can I say Pat Conroy can write a freaking sentence. Pat Conroy can write the greatest most memorable characters known to man. Pat Conroy can make you dislike someone for 99% of the book just to make you fall in love with them in the end. I mean the edition I read was 628 pages and could have read another 600.Just read it end of story it’s a perfect book.
“I could feel the tears within me, undiscovered and untouched in their inland sea. Those tears had been with me always. I thought that, at birth, American men are allotted just as many tears as American women. But because we are forbidden to shed them, we die long before women do, with our hearts exploding or our blood pressure rising or our livers eaten away by alcohol because that lake of grief inside us has no outlet. We, men, die because our faces were not watered enough.”
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