Ahhhh. The my number finally came up in the library book-reserve system, and I finally got my paws on The Girl who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest. Now, a few days later, I sigh as Salander’s storyline comes to a decent conclusion and a source of tension (at not knowing the ending of the series) abates. Wonderfully amazing it is, how some fictional characters capture our affections. And how sad it is that we’ll never know what the author intended for Salander next, or if intentions existed at all.