Rachael Hugghins

Don't Touch The Book

“Don’t touch the book.” These words wrung through my skull over and over as I sat in the aftermath of what it had done. Let me start at the beginning. My husband and I had spent six years of our lives, scrimping and saving every penny we could to save up for a home outside of the humdrum, lifelessness of the city. Now, the city is not so bad a place, but the city was not preferable for backwoods type kids.