Brian was tired, not drunk. Couldn’t they see that? Couldn’t they just smell his breath? Couldn’t they just listen to him talk to tell he wasn’t drunk? He was just overworked and tired, so very tired, that’s all.
This is the hard part: I don’t know where to start this. I don’t want to sound like a drooling old pervert, but the fact was, she was quite pretty and I found myself glancing at her in that way that I imagine all older men of mine do – wanting to look, wanting to admire, wanting to imagine, but not wanting to get caught at it. If this was a love story, I would begin it there: with me looking, but trying not to look.
I am a Writer
At first glance I thought Stargirl was going to be just a silly high school romance story and in some ways it was, but in many ways it wasn’t. I decided to read it because I’d heard that Jerry Spinelli was an excellent writer and that this was one of his best books.
I found a list of a Houston TV (ABC-13) station’s selection of “nine best books from your childhood.” While none of them were the best books from my childhood (none of them were written when I was a child), I think that all nine should be on a list of books any parent should want to get for their 3 – 7 year old. My list of the nine books of my childhood might not give away my age, but they will tell you that I’m old enough to be a grandpa, which I am, or even a great-grandpa, which I am not.