The boy I was totally in LUUUUUUUUUUUUUURVE with my Sophomore year in high school? This was his favourite book. And by favourite, I mean...He lived several hours away, but we wrote each other letters every day. We also played this game in our letters where we'd draw out song lyrics or book titles and the other would guess...and then the person who'd originally drawn the damn thing would have to remember what they'd been talking about in the first place to be able to tell the other person if they were correct.Anyway, this was the first book title he drew for me. And I can still see the little stick figures in my head. I read this for him, and then again when it was required reading.(I totally found him on facebook not too long ago, and DAMN he has aged well. Just sayin')I was so sad when he totally rejected me. WHY ELSE WOULD I WRITE YOU LETTERS EVERY DAMN DAY, NELS?!