Today I learned that a friend of mine from grammar school has written a book. It's basically autobiographical about her family's adoption of two hard to place children aptly entitled Hard to Place.
I knew that she had adopted two children, but I had assumed they were babies when she chose them. She and her husband had three biological children when they made the decision to add to their family. She's a lovely woman and I'm not surprised that she opened her home to two more children.
I immediately ordered a copy and now I can't wait until it is delivered. All my other reading will be abandoned and I will devour this book. I'll let you all know how much I enjoyed it.