These Happy Golden Years by Laura Ingalls Wilder
After coming home from Mother’s Day dinner at Mike’s house, I didn’t want to get sucked down one of the Intertubes all evening, so I grabbed this book and sat on the couch. It has been a long time since I read an entire book in one sitting. I felt a bit like a kid again – a kid who is actually an adult procrastinating the rest of her life, but at least she’s reading a book instead of aimlessly surfing the Internet.
Two very scary things that never get explained to her happen to Laura in this book. At the beginning of the book, while teaching school, Laura boards with a depressed woman who tries to commit suicide with a butcher knife in the middle of the night. At the end of the book, Laura has her wedding night with Almanzo Wilder.
Laura, not yet sixteen, takes a job teaching school in a drafty shanty twelve miles from home. It’s a terrifying job. Most of her pupils are taller than she is – and she has to board with a hateful, crazed lady. Laura is miserable, but she must help to keep her blind sister Mary in school. And every Friday, when the school week is over, Almanzo arrives in his sleigh – come all twelve miles across the desolate icy sough to take her home to her family for the weekend. Could it be love?