What reading skeletons do you have in your closet? Books you’d be ashamed to let people know you love? Addiction to the worst kind of (fill in cheesy genre here)? Your old collection of Bobbsey Twin Mysteries lovingly stored behind your “grown-up” books? You get the picture … come on, confess!
I'm not sure if I have it in my closet. :-) There are books that I'd love to read but I can't just let it be known to other people not because I'm ashamed but because I don't want them conjuring wayward thoughts about me, based on what I read.
I used to love reading Hardy Boys way back in high school. Then moved on to some serious stuff eventually.
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