You read about somebody, and it doesn't really matter whether or not they really exist - the point is that you get into them like real characters.
I didn't like England. I couldn't take the look of the place or the style of friendship. I need more intimacy from people than is considered okay there, and I felt that my personality and my enthusiasms weren't understood. I had to put a big lid on myself.
For me, nothing has ever taken precedence over being a mother and having a family and a home.

