I got this book because of its title and its cover. And because I hoped it will bring back some of the “You’ve Got Mail” magic. It has nothing to do with the movie but “The Bookstore” is as charming, especially for the true bookworms out there.
Esme Garland is a young British woman studying art history in New York. She loves the city and her boyfriend and couldn’t be happier. Until she finds out that she’s pregnant.
The Owl is a shabby, second-hand bookstore on the Upper West Side, an all-day, all-night haven for a colorful crew of characters: handsome and taciturn guitar player Luke; Chester, who hyperventilates at the mention of Lolita; George, the owner, who lives on protein shakes and idealism; and a motley company of the timeless, the tactless, and the homeless. The Owl becomes a nexus of good in a difficult world for Esme.
This book is a true celebration of books, bookstores, and of the people who work, read, and live in them. It was a light and enjoyable read.