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children's literature

By Aaron and Jessixa Bagley


It was a strange time to be alive. Things moved fast. Everyone was in a hurry. Nobody looked where they were going. Or into each other's eyes.

Illustration by Oscar Reyes

Bedtime Stories

I can’t claim to have had a love affair with picture books when I was a boy. We read them, or at least my mother recalls falling asleep halfway through, but my parents weren’t really bookish types.