Spring fever. I’ve got it, yes. I finished a lovely book at lunch today written by Aiobheann Sweeney called Among Other Things I’ve Taken Up Smoking. It’s quiet but she sort of pulls you into the story. Miranda has always lived on a small island off the coast of Maine with her scholar father. Her parents moved there from New York City when she was only three and soon after they arrived, her mother disappeared into the fog. Miranda lives a lonely existence on the island taking care of her quiet and withdrawn father, yet she doesn’t yearn for a different life necessarily. Her father arranges for her to go to New York for a few weeks and help some friends from his old life. In New York, Miranda learns more about her father and about herself. It’s a really nice coming of age tale with lovely moments about loneliness and figuring out how to be a real person.