Reading Time
When I was a kid, after dinner and homework, we’d all go to the living room with our books and just sit together, silently reading. Socially inept me brought a book to my first sleepover and waited patiently for Reading Time; never happened.
I was so confused when their parents just went to bed when it got late. I couldn’t even find the family bookcase. It goes without saying, I was not invited to many sleepovers.
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