Books With Happy Endings

So I was at a bookstore the other day, and a book caught my eye. It was Dave Egger's Wild Things -- a novelization of the movie adaptation of a seven-sentence children's book.

But what caught my eye more was its location in the bookstore:


Yes, nestled safetly in the "Erotica" section, between the Letters to Penthouse compendiums and the 'College Co-ed' collection.

I have not yet read the book, but the prospect of gratuitous wild thing sex scenes is intriguing. At the very least, it will redefine the concept of a 'Wild Rumpus.'