And you can't keep it burning... without plenty of war heroes and cancer patients—not to mention a few paperback copies of Sparks' books.
So, which tome was this in particular? The Lucky One: The harrowing tale of a soldier who gets all obsessed with a picture of a pretty woman and can't stop his heart from beating comically out of his chest. Apparently this is how one gets lucky this day and age.
Who was reading: A young woman with curved, questioning eyebrows and a dusting of freckles across her upturned nose.
Surprising that... she didn't make any effort to conceal the cover.
But come to think of it, that image is almost cool enough to override the author's name. Makes me want to ride the Wonder Wheel at Coney Island.
I used to confuse Nicholas Sparks with... Nick Hornby. Nothing to do with content, just a name thing.