Krystel Ouellet Ouellet থেকে নিউ ইয়র্ক
I'm going to confess something really dorky and a bit embarassing about myself. When I was in Jr. High I loved Michael Crichton and John Grisham. LOVED them. At the time, I had read almost all of their books. Imagine me, twelve years old, huge coke-bottle glasses, puff-paint scrunchie, catholic school uniform, pulling The Andromeda Strain out of my desk during silent reading. Are you kidding me? I even did an oral book report in seventh grade on The Client. My teacher thought it was inappropriate, little girls should not be reading those kinds of books. And why not? She claimed those books are too violent, but I really think it's because I plead the fifth when asked about my involvment in a certain note passing incident. She was not amused.