I look for myself every time I read a book. So far, treating reading that way has been enriching. A huge part tells me that I perhaps lived in the moors of Ireland and played in a Secret Garden, or I was a witch when I read the Harry Potter series. There are also books which allows us to examine our lives and downright points out the disagreeable, sad, harsh parts. Here Today by Ann M. Martin did just that.
At first, I laughed off the title because it sound dramatic and I think the title has been used in numerous other novels. I cannot say that I am glad to have read the book. It is a family story. And I hate Doris Day Dingman!!! Why does she have to leave!! Argh!!!
