The secret lies in the reading and the writing...

The secret lies in the reading and the writing...

THERE'S a tree that grows in Brookyln. Some people call it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky. It grows in boarded-up lots and grows out of neglected rubbish heaps. It grows up out of cellar gratings. It is the only tree that grows out of cement. It grows lushly... survives without sun, water, and seemingly without earth. It would be considered beautiful except that there are too many of it.

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn just screams Melissa. 

Favorite book of the summer, definitely.