"Right, Mom, but people my generation aren't giant elitist snobs," Georgiana said and rolled her eyes.Ĭurtis smiled to himself. "You just went out with your deb ball escort or maybe your brother's roommate from Princeton." "In my day, things were so much simpler," Georgiana's mother tutted. He contemplated saying hello, but then it would be obvious he'd overheard their entire conversation. It was Georgiana Stockton she had been in his high school class at Henry Street ten years ago. With a start Curtis realized he knew her. It was a Saturday, Joe Coffee was crowded, and Brooklyn Heights was alive, women in running tights pushing strollers along Hicks Street, dog walkers congregating at the benches on Pineapple Street, families dashing to soccer games, swimming lessons, birthday parties down at Jane's Carousel.Īt the next table, a mother sat with her two adult daughters, drinking from blue-and-white paper cups, peering at the same phone. Read along with us and join the conversation all month long on our Instagram account - GMA Book Club and #GMABookClub.Ĭurtis McCoy was early for his ten o'clock meeting so he carried his coffee to a table by the window, where he could feel the watery April sun. Click here to find a copy of "Pineapple Street" at a Little Free Library location near you. Since 2009, more than 300 million books have been shared in Little Free Libraries across the world.
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