I finished reading Call the Midwife (by Jennifer Worth) this morning. Again, I had seen the TV series before reading it, a mistake I seem to be making a lot more recently, but I still found it to be a very good book. I was surprised to find out how well the series followed to book. It was a nice change.
I liked the introductions, descriptions and the back-stories of every person in that beautifully sincere book. It’s very different for me, reading things like this, and the Help, as I’ve been branching out recently. I’m ashamed to say that, for a while, I got stuck in the loop of the whole teen-vampire-romance thing. I’m out of it now, and I’m glad.