I Used To Be Too Scared To Check These Books Out of the Library
I remember the exact place where they were kept. They hovered together, trapped tightly between two wood slabs until they could be freed. I tried to ignore them, but they called out to me, over and over, in a deep low-pitched moan. Aliiiiiiiiissa. Aliiiiiiiiiissa. In third grade I discovered these three books of short stories…
