I get all twitchy when people ask me about “favorites” because it’s an impossible question.

Favorite food? Uh, for which meal? And are we including dessert?

Favorite color? Do you mean to wear? Or paint on a wall?

Favorite song? For dancing? Singing? Driving fast?

Favorite book?

Nope. That’s extra unanswerable, because there are too many to choose from, and for one other big reason:

I believe that every favorite book is married to a time period.

For example, my favorite book when I was young...