An early collection of short stories, but the roots of later writing are there - the location in the Salinas Valley, the struggle of individuals with their own nature and with nature itself, the thwarted ambitions and plans, and the ironic, wry narration. I'm turning into a bit of a Steinbeck completist. Today is Libby's last day of primary school. I'm hoping to finish early and go and join them all at a party on St John's Lye. It's been very emotional for Libby as some of her closest friends are going to other schools, and it's the end of an era. I don't know if it has fully hit her yet, although she is definitely excited about Secondary School. She's not quite as tall as Helen yet, but will be there very soon
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