I did not cry during Grave of the Fireflies.
I didn't cry when Lute died the second time or when Hamel finally got to see his mother again in Violinist of Hameln.
I cannot read anymore of this book right now because Hatter is breaking my heart and oh my God, I am almost in tears.
ELLE, YOU NO LONGER HAVE PROOF OF MY LACKING A SOUL. I HAVE ONE, THIS ENTRY IS PROOF.