
There was a huge table with just copies of the book so I, the Potterhead, grabbed one to read while the rest of my family shopped. I only got past a few pages before we had to leave. Real quick, I flipped to the back and read the epilogue because I HAD to know how it ended. I wish I hadn’t done that. I’ll always regret reading the end of the book before reading the rest of it.
I was 7 years old when it came out, I think. There was a HUGE table in the library of the mall, and when I saw it, I...