Jane Eyre

I read and fell in love with this book as a teenager, but hadn't read it for 40 some odd years and honestly other than a vague recollection of a dark and large Mr. Rochester, his mentally ill wife in the attic and a romance, I didn't remember much about it. The first chapter didn't immediately engage me and the language initially seemed a little old-fashioned but I started reading it aloud and soon was in love with the book and the story again.