In Cold Blood (in cold weather)


Cannot stop thinking about this book.  It would appear that reading In Cold Blood, along with a temporary move to the country, has made me fear isolation and increased my awareness of “stranger danger” no end. Two things I rather enjoy about The City. Proves what an all-consuming effect this book—written 46 years—can have.

How many other books of a similar ilk can stand the test of time so well? Many I hope.