I Can’t Read Books Anymore

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I’ve been a reader for as long as I can remember.

My mom told me that when I was three, I could read books on my own. It seems a little far-fetched, but there’s no doubt I practically came out of the womb reading.

Growing up, loving books was an integral part of my identity. While other kids played…



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Ellen Eastwood

Ellen Eastwood


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