There was something about this book that just drove me insane. Soon as mom would pick the book up to read, my senses went on high alert ~ my head shot up from a nap, my nose scanned the air for the scent, I dove into mom's lap and spent as much time as I could, before being amply chided, between the dust jacket and the book itself. Something had been in there, something unbelievably beguiling.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it. Mom loved the book, too.