Remember how I said in one of your previous posts, that my identity as a reader at me apart from the rest of my family? This series is a perfect example. Every year for Christmas, my siblings got toys, I got a collection of books. It was one of the nicest and most thoughtful things my parents ever did for me. A lot of times I felt forgotten or misunderstood, but this book collection, the Black Stallion ones I got the year after, made me feel seen. ❤️❤️ The year after that, they gave me a typewriter and it is still the best gift I ever received. ❤️