I started I’ll Meet You There by Heather Demetrios today.
I wasn’t ready for this book. At all. Not even close.
I’m fifty pages in, and I’m already a massive emotional wreck. Good God, Josh’s parts are so hard for me to read. This book really strikes some personal chords, and
I’m just getting emotional over here.
I’m fully prepared for the biggest book hangover I’ve had in a while.
For those who have read the whole thing, it gets worse, doesn’t it?