You really can’t judge a book by its cover, because you might overlook something really good. The Bean Trees by Barbara Kingsolver was in the romance section of a used book store, so I took a quick look and bought it for my wife for a dollar. It looked and sounded like something light and romantic that she would enjoy. She did enjoy it, and passed it on to me with the prediction that I would like it too. By golly, she was right. It’s a terrific, smart, funny and powerful novel that I think most readers would appreciate. It’s something like The Grapes of Wrath meets The Catcher in the Rye. You’ll have to read it to understand what I mean. Trust me.