Tag: harry potter
I read the first five books when we were newly married. We lived in a studio apartment where the shag carpet smelt of fried hashbrowns, and our mattress doubled as both sofa and bed. While drunk […]
Nap time settles over our house. Those small enough to sleep, sleep. Those too big for naps go into their separate rooms armed with books—many books. I briefly consider washing the dishes from lunch or checking my email, but […]