Dear Ms. Kate diCamillo, author of the new book Raymie Nightingale:

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As a girl who clipped my grandma’s toenails and biked, weekly, terrified, to Southport Manor Nursing Home to volunteer as Cheerful Board Games Assistant, as a girl with the weight of my sorrowful, lonely soul blowing around inside me night and day– as I believe it still does, many years on — I thank you for Raymie Nightingale. I thank you for Beverly, and for Louisiana, friends one could only dream of. Friends I now have had the privilege to meet.

Thankyou, dear wonderful writer, for creating perfect habitations and names out of your achy, laugh-teary, omnicient world-love. You git me every time. Zing!

Raymie Nightingale, in my estimation, is a book that must be read. It is a book that shouts to the world: “Hold my hand! Hold my hand!”

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