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Larkin
I’m sprawled out on the living room floor, planning out the next special day at the library, which is going to celebrate Charlotte’s Web. It’s late at night. Normally I would be in bed by now, but I’m waiting on what could be referred to as a booty call.
Just thinking about it makes me blush.
Three months ago, I wouldn’t have dreamed that I would be this person. I would never have thought in million years that I would have a dirty little secret like this one. But then I met Charlie, and all the things I thought went right out the window.
I try to focus on my task, which I have spread out in a mess of papers. I have my idea sticky notes arranged around a diagram of the library. There’s a note for each of six stations, where kids can learn a fun fact and do an activity.
As I
