My nephew had mentioned he wanted a couple of the Harry Potter books, so I visited thrift stores to check if they had any of the titles. While I never did find any of the books he was looking for, I stumbled upon a Harry Potter diary with an entry straight from Brando’s heart.
I found this in a used copy of “Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire” two days ago at the Book Market used bookstore. I thought this was really sweet because everybody I talk to that was a kid during the first Harry Potter craze admits to having secretly wished that they would recieve a letter by owl from Hogwarts, and here is some kid that wrote one to herself once upon a time ago.
I found this in a Barnes and Noble, carefully tucked between the pages of The Secret Lives of Men and Women (a Postsecret book). I held my breath as I opened it, thinking I had somehow stubbled across a secret; a private look at the secret life of someone in my own town. It wasn’t what I expected it to be, but I’m not convinced that I was wrong.