Mother's got a few, though--lovely ones--and some books of poetry, on the little shelf in her room.

But I read all those ages ago.
That's why I'm so thrilled over this new one--the one I'm living, I mean.

For of course this will be a love story.

There'll be _my_ love story in two or three years, when I grow up, and while I'm waiting there's Father's and Mother's.
Nurse Sarah says that when you're divorced you're free, just like you were before you were married, and that sometimes they marry again.
That made me think right away: what if Father or Mother, or both of them, married again?
And I should be there to see it, and the courting, and all! Wouldn't that be some love story?
Well, I just guess! And only think how all the girls would envy me--and they just living along their humdrum, everyday existence with fathers and mothers already married and living together, and nothing exciting to look forward to.

For really, you know, when you come right down to it, there _aren't_ many girls that have got the chance I've got.
And so that's why I've decided to write it into a book.