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When I was a child my parents took me to a midnight release reading of probably the fourth Harry Potter book. After some woman read aloud the first chapter, at midnight, everyone was allowed to buy the book. It was very fun for little me back then.
These days it's a complicated feeling, tainted by Rowling's behaviour.
We did that for one of the books. We even invited the kid down the street to go with us, for a Tuesday Midnight release on a school night. He told us his Mom said it was all right and off we went.
We had a great night, ate dinner, wandered around the store (the friend had never been in a book store before), and finally bought the book at midnight, and headed home.
We got to his house, and I walked him to the door, and knocked. His Mom answered, and I said, "Here he is, everything went great, he had fun!"
And she said: "Oh! I thought he was in bed. I hadn't heard from him all night, I just assumed that's where he was. Oh, well, thanks!" And shut the door.
She'd never known that her kid was gone all evening long and until about 1 AM, and wasn't even concerned about it.