The summer between fifth and sixth grade, the public library where we lived in Virginia had a summer reading program for kids.
It included lists of books for various age groups and prizes for reaching certain benchmarks that were determined by meeting with the children’s librarian and telling her a bit about the book you’d read.
I was thrilled. Wait, thrilled doesn’t really cover it.
I was obsessed….
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Justin and Geoff had gone on a long run/hike for the day, leaving my introverted self some much needed alone time. I headed out with my journal and my camera and a dog-eared copy of a book I was reading for the fourth time, no specific destination in mind…
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