I don’t remember the very first book I read that made me fall in love with reading. I do know that my love of romance reading started with Barbara Cartland. I read Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier when I was entirely too young to understand it, and surprisingly didn’t read it again until I was in my thirties. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Green Dolphin Street, Ride the Wind, and anything by Anita Shreve are among my all-time favorites.In high school, I carried the latest bodice ripper in my backpack