This winter I've decided to bone up on what I should have gotten out of a high school English curriculum. High school is a waste of time. I read Wuthering Heights when I was 14 years old. The only part I remembered is that really disturbing part where Heathcliff opens up Catherine's grave and asks that guy to leave the side of their caskets open towards each other so they would rot together in eternity or something. It is literally the only thing I remembered about the entire book.
Lucky for me, I live two miles away from the best used book store ever. And it's rare to find these Modern Library books with the cover still on it. I found one of those Modern Library copies of Wuthering Heights and read it cover-to-cover in about two days. It's one of those books you can't put down.
I had one set of Wuthering Heights coasters already in the shop- a quote from the scene after Catherine Earnshaw is proposed to by Edgar Linton but she reveals to Nelly the housekeeper that she is truly in love with Heathcliff.
See generation one of these literary lovers here in the shop, and the loves of their children (the second generation) here in the shop. Just in time for Valentine's Day.
P.S. if you're wondering about the coolest spoon rest in the world, find it in this Etsy shop. Though, they may be out of stock.
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