I'm the kind of person who skips to the conversation when reading a book.
Don’t read this if you don’t like spoilers. Really. I mean it. I don’t want anyone getting all mad at me because they wanted to be surprised.
I, on the other hand, really don’t like surprises, unless of course they involve delicious food or special friends stopping in unexpectedly.
The biggest spoiler isn’t really a spoiler at all. It’s just a truth: Life goes on.
Here I go, though, spoiling a whole bunch of stuff.
When Gandalf the Grey died, he came back as Gandalf the White.
Dumbledore, however, stayed dead, murdered by Snape, and living on only in a magic picture in the headmaster’s office.
The little boy’s psychologist was quite dead, appearing to him only as a ghost.
Soylent Green was made of dead people. Ew.
Water kills the aliens.
St. Elsewhere is only in the imagination of an autistic boy.
Norman Bates had actually murdered his mother a long time ago, and then just dressed up as her.
Jody Baxter had to shoot the yearling. First book I cried while reading.
On the happy side, though, William Thatcher did change his stars.
And Jesus didn’t stay dead. He rose from the grave.
Best news ever.