Becky Thatcher
The Girl with Golden Curls and a Secret Smile
Golden curls and a heart that knows just what it wants.
Raised on lessons and lace, I arrived in St. Petersburg ready to be proper and perfectly admired. But then there was Tom Sawyer—loud, wild, and entirely too much. I pretend to look away, but I see everything. And sometimes, just sometimes, I wish I could step right into the mess of it all.
What I'm Into: picnics with stolen jam, the thrill of a secret, boys who don't know when to quit, Sunday school gossip, brass knobs
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