How I Found the Adult Section (a love letter to my Mother)

  I started reading “grown-up” books when I was around ten years old. A small bookcase sat in the hallway at my friend’s house, and the glossy hardbacks crammed on its shelves called to me. I’d already worked my way through the Sweet Valley Highs and Nancy Drews and the sad stories of young girls losing their fathers to… Continue reading How I Found the Adult Section (a love letter to my Mother)