Yeah, It Was Weird...

Attending my 20th class reunion gave me quite the urge to delve into a pile of good YA novels. It was sort of like high school if everyone had kids and crows feet. The cliques were still cliquey. The cute cheerleader chicks who didn't talk to me in high school still didn't talk to me. The nice girls were still nice. The people I liked--I still liked them. Seeing a group of old friends is like picking up a favorite book you forgot you had on your shelf. There's an air of newness, but it feels comfortable as you become reacquainted with the characters.