I've always really enjoyed L.M Montgomery's novels, but have never really been able to get into the short story collections. Frankly, the ones Montgomery put together herself are nice - but in these posthumous themed collections, every story really starts to feel the same to me.

I apparently purchased this while on a family vacation, though I don't specifically remember buying it. But I signed my name and dated it, 1997, and wrote where I bought it, Williamsburg, Virginia. I'm fairly certain that I haven't revisited it since 1997. It needs a new home.

Going to Virginia via PaperbackSwap.com!