A Tree Grows in Brooklyn is a wonderful read…powerful, playful, desperate, and real. It’s been a while since I’ve read it, but it’s hard to forget such a strong, sassy girl as Francie Nolan. She calls to mind other powerful literary “girls”: Scout Finch of To Kill a Mockingbird, Liesel Meminger of The Book Thief, and Flavia de Luce of Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie. Why is it I can find strong wills and sass-mouthin’ adorable and entertaining in books, but not so much with my little girls?
This server seemed appropriately associated with something small, yet stubbornly “there”–not easily ignored, but rather accepted as part of the whole. She didn’t want to get all “fancied up,” like the aforementioned heroines, but preferred natural beauty and subtlety. Now she’s happily tucked in the spot she was intended, adding charm to the dining room of which she is now a part.