I’m pretty sure she had forgotten she said no to this book, initially. So for the reasons above, I was told that I couldn’t read The Face on the Milk Carton because someone at church said it was inappropriate for children (probs because of the sexual overtones, which we’ll get to in a minute.) So obviously I checked the book out as soon as I could from the local library because libraries are fantastic, which obviously my mom drove me to and didn’t say anything when she saw me bring it home. That ban in our house lasted all of 5 minutes, because - bless my mother - the amount of effort it would require for her to police us over content choices was far more than she was willing to devote away from her interests, which were mainly eating big bowls of salad and reading books in the living room while calling out, occasionally, for one of us to bring her the sip sip (diet coke) from the garage. She very half-heartedly tried to make my oldest brother stop playing Dungeons & Dragons at some point in our childhood because some random man in authority at the church put out an edict that it was bad for you. Which meant that my mom kind of, sort of, paid attention when church leaders told her that certain pop culture things were bad for her children. So I’ve covered it a bit at Pajiba, but I was raised Mormon.
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