vampire book

My 17 year old daughter wanted me to read twilight by Stephenie Meyer and I did and I enjoyed it, but ... it dragged in places for me. I thought it could have been a lot shorter. Still it was a page-turner kind of book and I'll always associate my wrist-rehab with vampires and young love.

I must say I enjoyed the Harry Potter kind of adventure more than this romance story. Now I'm purging myself with a nonfiction book called "Life and Death in the Third Reich," by Peter Fritzsche. Real life monsters. How did my father get sucked into Hitler's vision?

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