Summer Boat Dreaming

As school bells ring out across the country for the final time before summer break, I was reminded about what a special time this was for me as a child. Starting around, well, January, I would begin my countdown to the final day of school. My father would even start telling me how many “wake ups” I had until the last day of school. I got so excited I would make myself sick. Why? Because summer meant countless hours of reading whatever I wanted, playing outside, swimming, and, most importantly in seventh and eighth grade, spending time building a universe with my best friend and writing stories in that universe. Hot summer days in Georgia gave birth to the early versions of Star Runners. Part

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