The Baby-Sitters Club
It doesn’t bother me that boy-crazy Stacy is gazing dreamily at our near-shirtless lifeguard-slash-medic with his perfect hair and chiseled pecs. What bothers me is the way that the medic is staring back. It’s creeping me right out. Is this what little girls read nowadays? Thank goodness my grandchildren are boys.
This is a “surprise” card from a Postcrossing round robin started by iBritt, who writes: “I have books tucked away everywhere!! They are taking all the space in my room. I guess that’s the price to pay for being a lit freak.” Tell me about it. Just wait, Britt, until the stacks of boxes of postcards start to rival the piles of books.