This morning I finished The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest which if you don’t know is the last in a series of 3 books, the first one being The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. I didn’t think I was going to enjoy them that much but my boyfriend bought them so they were kind of lying around. I just picked the first one up and then 3 books later, I’m done! The trouble is now, that I’ve been reading them for quite a while that I now feel that weird void-like feeling you get (or is it just me?) when you finish a good book. What an earth am I going to do now when I’m on the train or sitting in the sun or sneaking a few pages in before I go to bed?
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