oh, the help. this is one of those books that i resisted reading because everyone was reading it and i wanted to be snobby . . . kind of like i was with atonement. you would think i would have learned my lesson by now . . .
i read this on my paris/france trip and it was delightful. i felt angry and desperate and incredulous and joyful and disgusted and sad and i laugh out loud constantly. but more than anything i wanted to give minny a high-five and punch hilly holbrook in the face.
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