What a beautifully written book. Like Lois Lowry's Newbery speech, describing the streams of stories that flowed into the river that became The Giver, this book makes me want to go back go all of the little streams of stories that have built the river of my life. Jackie grew up in the 60s, but I saw myself in her. The many branches of her family, the uncertainty of home. Beautiful.
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