You know it's a small town when:
You see checking out a book a the library and the librarian says " I thought you looked like a Brousseau" and you also find out the movie you checked out for the Littles is over due, so the kind librarian renews it for you.
Then you as you hop down the steps (something you realize as typing this sounds undignified, but it's a tradition from childhood.) You look up to find your dad has just driven up to drop off said over due movie.
At this moment you start to feel that the family may be stalking you :-)
1 comment:
While it all seems charming, I think that would drive me a little bit nuts.
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