We’ve been living in our house for just over six years. One would think that, in all that time, all the boxes would be unpacked. One would be wrong. Please never go in my basement. I, however, did and poking around a box of books found my much loved and much beaten up copy of Tara Road, by far my favorite Maeve Binchy book. I went on a streak of reading her in my early 20s, and I think I’ve read this book at least a half a dozen times (and at 659 pages, that’s quite the feat). Needing something to pull me out of my reading doldrums, I dove in and then went immediately on to Quentins, which has several characters from her previous books woven into the story. God, I love these books.