A Good Book

The first thing I think of when the term 'good book' comes to mind is the diversity that comes with it. There are so many books that some consider good while others find them terrible, this diversity is what I adore about books! There is so much room for conversation while discussing a book that some people like and others despise. As a child I hated to read, mostly because I was and still am a bit of a slower reader, this hindered me a lot as a young student. One Christmas my fathers partner gave me a book that was a bit out of the ordinary, he had read it one day in a book store just killing time and thought I would enjoy its colorful story. "A City in Winter" was its title and it was about a little girl who was heir to the throne of this little kingdom. It was a bitter sweet tale as she tried to regain her throne with her tutor to help her along the way. I remember so vividly sobbing at the end of the story because the girls tutor had sacrificed himself as the sign from God that she was the rightful heir. I loved this story because the only times I would read it was when I was right by the fire cuddled under my favorite afghan my grandmother had made me and I truly felt as if I could be that little girl sneaking about the castle trying to regain my rightful place. Oh to have that imagination again!