I read 'Gone With the Wind' by Margaret Mitchell when in class nine. I was happiest when my daughter too enjoyed every page of my well thumbed copy. I watched the movie much much later so all these years my mental visualisation of the cotton fields, Mammy waddling in and out of the house, Scarlett's famous green gown made from curtain cloth or her final rush to find Rhett as she discovers her love for him are owed to the author's powerful words.
This classic is heads my list of romance novels. I can still read it at any time, cry with Scarlett in her times of distress or get angry or laugh with her.
Happy Reading everyone!