I was too cheap to buy it the past three times I’ve been in Starbucks this week. I normally spend $1.86 (including tax) for my Grande Dark Roast with 2 Sweet-n-Lows and Cream.
So, $22 for a book seemed steep, even though I almost made it through the whole first chapter standing in line the other day.
Luckily my neighbor did buy it and lent it to me today and I can’t put it down. But I keep flipping to the back cover and looking at Ishmael Beah’s star-quality smile and think of the great stuff he must be made of. I guess that we’re all made of it if we give ourselves the chance at true redemption.
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