I just finished Suzanne’s Diary for Nicholas by James Patterson and I don’t know what to do with myself. It’s 10 am and I’m still in my bed. I haven’t eaten breakfast yet. It’s not that I’m hungry.
I started reading it last night, went to sleep at quarter to eleven, picked it up right after I woke up.
And now, as I write this, I’m trying to understand what I feel. I loved it, I really loved it. But it’s too short for me. I want to keep reading. I didn’t want the story to end. But it did and it’s frustrating and sad. I hesitated to turn the last page because I didn’t want to see the final dot of Matthew’s and Katie’s and Suzanne’s and Nicholas’s story. I just love all the characters.
It’s not usual for me to wish for a sequel. I prefer standalones. But this book, it’s not over for me yet. I want more.
There’s like an itch inside me. It’s like I want to force James Patterson to continue the story. If not continue, maybe he can just make Katie and Matthew’s story a little longer? I just really didn’t want it to be over yet. I want to know about their lives after everything that has happened.
I haven’t loved and lost and loved again which this book is all about. But as I read it, I was touched and felt as if I know how it feels. It made me wonder how I’d be as a mother. Do mothers really feel that way about their child? I wonder if I would also cry in public because of a broken heart just like Katie did. And I wonder if there’s a Matthew I’d bump on the streets. Haha.
I don’t know what else to say. I just love love this book.