I reread this book during Lent this year. It’s so interesting to reread books. Experiencing the same story, but this time knowing how it’s going to end. Experiencing everything about it from a different angle. While I read, the memory of what I experienced last time I read certain words is brought to mind alongside the story. There’s another character in the story: the me that read it last time.
I have come to appreciate in recent years the value of rereading books. This one will surely show up here again.