How The Baby-Sitters Club Reflected Our Dreams of Safety | JSTOR Daily

How The Baby-Sitters Club Reflected Our Dreams of Safety | JSTOR Daily

My first best friend was a near-identical version of me: We loved books, had wild imaginations, were quick to become jealous, and obsessed over all things supernatural. We looked alike, too-both blond, both soft-featured. She wore glasses from a young age, which eased the pain when I got into a bike accident at six years old and had to get glasses before I even learned cursive.

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