The Book That Made Me a Reader

I must have been about 13 when I found a copy of The Mistress of Mellyn by Victoria Holt at the library. Before that I hadn't been much of a reader. Reading was a chore I did for school, not for pleasure. I devoured it, that wonderful gothic romantic mystery full of intrigue and scary moments and, of course, a young, vulnerable heroine. I haven't read the book since, so I have no idea how I'd feel about it now. It borrows heavily from other great books like Jane Eyre (another of my favorites), but I hadn't read that one yet. Through my teenage years I went on to read many Victoria Holt books as well as Mary Stewart's wonderful works. My point is Holt had me hooked and pulled me right into the delights of fiction. So what book was it for you--the one that made you a reader? How old were you when you found it, and what was it about it that made you want to read, that made you a reader? I've often thought when people say, "I don't read fiction," it's because they never found THAT book, the one, whatever it would have been, that drew them into the wonderful world found only in the pages of a good book.