Laura Angaroni

From the synopsis, I was expecting something different, perhaps with more a focus on her relationship (or whatever it was) with George, or even her battles with the Demented Duo, when in all actuality, it was as scattered as feathers in the wind. It was here, showing us how those two dough headed boys tormented her. It was there, seated at the lunchroom table as new kids joined their group, welcomed or not. It was near, bringing her faith and values into question in relation to her actions and reactions. It was far, revealing the smallest bits of her relationships with her friends as well as those with potential to be more some day. I was constantly grabbing at each new idea thinking....this is it...this is the thread of the story...when in fact, the multiple loose ends were really the heart of it all.

In the end, it reminds us that life is fragile, love is precious, and to truly be ourselves is a gift like no other. Accepted or not, we are perfect just the way we are....and when we're really with those we are meant to be with, that sense of belonging will come like the sun on a cloudy day. It was an interesting journey, albeit not an easy one, but hey, life is like that sometimes; you have to take the sweet with the sour and hopefully, as was the case here, the combination of the two surprises you.

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