Going Home

In a manner of speaking anyway.

Last night I picked up two Miss Marple books at B&N. I realized that I haven't read Agatha Christie in at least ten years. So the next two mysteries I read will be "The Murder at the Vicarage" and "4:50 From Paddington."

We had a discussion the other night about sometimes not being able to go back and read books you liked when you were younger. That your taste as a reader matures and changes, and what you loved at 12 or 18 or even 25 may not hold up when you're 35 or 45.

Will that be the case with these? I certainly hope not.

But I'll keep you posted.