I do have a lot of books on my bedside table just now. Not literally in this case. I borrowed a copy from the much smaller but quite high quality lending library at El Jicaro Lodge on Lake Nicaragua. Read half of it in the four days I was there and now have requested a copy from the local library so I can finish it. Also in the YA category. It is really good. 
 And I did just finish it. The first book I read on my new Kindle device which I bought on Black Friday. Which goes totally against my "I will never participate in that stupidity" stand. And also violates my "I'm never going to get one of those things. I need to be able to hold an actual book in my hands" position. 
 I got a paperwhite. It's really easy to read in any light. And I can adjust the font size so that I can actually read it. If a book is not large print I struggle to make out the words now. Plus the local library is moving rapidly in the direction away from print into digital. Fact of life. 
 But The Book Thief. What a great story. And wonderfully told. I'm sure it was on one of my reading lists somewhere. And the opening of the movie brought it to my attention. But pure dumb luck that I ran across it when I did. Highly recommended.