I've recently been re-reading "This Present Darkness" by Frank Peretti. (I read it the first time when I was in high school.) Luckily, since it's been so long all the suspense is still suspenseful. I can't put it down!
This has been a nice change for me. I'm always reading non-fiction (generally several at once) since I'm such an info junkie; the last time I read fiction was when we were on the plane to Chicago to pick up Maya, Isaac and Daniel. ("The Lights of 10th Street" by Shaunti Feldhahn and I can't recommend it highly enough.)
I've gotten so many flabbergasted looks when I tell someone: "I was just reading. . ." and they ask how I could possibly have time to read. You make time for the things you love. I love to read.