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.