What I Read -- Clementine

Oh, Clementine.  So much trouble.  Which is probably why I like the book.  I don't know whether it's true or not, but I imagine myself as having been a bit like Clementine as a child.

I picked up Clementine at my bookstore when we had a copy we were getting rid of.  I read it once way back then, and tucked it away in a box of books.  It turned up when I was sorting books last week, and I'm so glad I kept it.  It's the first book in a series, but I'm pretty sure I'll never read the others.  This one is simple, quick, funny, wonderful.  That's good enough.