I remember browsing through Booksale, sorting through a lot of books, then looking down at what I'm holding (which were books I was considering to buy), and wondering how on earth "The Thief of Always"
got there. Seriously, I felt this book had magical powers or something, and I still suspect that, after almost 5 years. Funny how I only remembered this book just now, since I think it's one of the most amazingly written and illustrated books I've read (and that was just by chance).
I'll have to ponder more on how to review this book, since it's the books I love that are really hard to review. For now, isn't it just enough to say that this book was lumpin bloobalooby?