I always swore that I would never, Never, NEVER read Cecilia Ahern's novel PS, I Love You . Why so adamant, you might ask. Well, let me tell you in two simple words: Hilary Swank. I haven't picked this book up because of the movie (which I've yet to see) because I can't stand Hilary Swank for some odd reason. It's strange. I don't mind her in Freedom Writers or even in Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the original), but for some inexplicable reason there is something about her that grates on my nerves. It's the same way my friend Margaret feels about Julia Roberts, whom I like a lot. And another aspect of the film that grates...she's NOT American!!! Ugh. Screw you, Hollywood! Anyway...while wandering through a bookstore in Portland, I came across a copy of PS that was not a movie promotion copy (I prefer the non-movie cover ones) and it was only two dollars. And, being me, I caved and bought the damn thing. I've loved...