Sometimes a book you had no idea existed comes home from school with your kid. Or maybe she throws it into a paper bag at a library sale, or you find it on the shelf at the doctor's office. And you read it and are moved and interested and compelled. It's a gift from the book gods, and I hope I am appropriately thankful enough, often enough, for the many times we've been lucky like this. Here is one:
I see now, of course, that it's won a major award, and is by a well-known author, and basically I should have known about it before. But I didn't. It just showed up in my house one day (I hope larceny was not involved) and we read it. It's about a little girl who's family has lost almost everything in a fire, and she and her mother are saving up to buy a new chair for her mother to sit in. It's a story I never expected somehow, and it is wonderful.
I think this will have to be a new feature on this blog: books that you never expected, that then won you over. Notice I managed to write this whole post without using the word serendipity? It wasn't easy.