Wow, I got this one totally wrong.  As the official Most Prolific Reader in the family, I pick books up all the time, and test them out.  Maybe they’re right for my brother, maybe they’re for my sister.  Perhaps someone is brutally murdered early on – then it’s for Nan.  Lately, I’ve been screening books for Australia’s Best (10yo) Niece.  I’d seen Gild around, and while I was (clearly) totally unspoiled, I somehow got the idea that it was YA fiction (maybe the price point?). […]