Does anyone truly have one favorite book from childhood? Probably not. There were several that I consider to be literary delights. Yet, readily recalling the title of some is where I’m challenged.
There’s one book I remember because of its cover art, showcasing the achromatic imagery of the book’s protagonist. I still wonder why a small, spotted, and rebellious fictional canine remains a memorable personality. The story of this lead character wasn’t necessarily my favorite. Then again, I may be in denial. After all, Harry remains an enjoyable read, dirty or clean. Perhaps this is what defines a childhood favorite.
(Illustration credit: Margaret Bloy Graham, © HarperCollins)
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