I read this the summer between sixth and seventh (elementary and junior high), as one of the books I got from my elementary school library during their purge of the shelves.

Its beat up, missing its dust jacket, somewhat torn up and shabby with aged tape markings and pages torn out from the front and back. Its originally from 1945 and its age, even back in 1996, showed. Its one of the books I affectionately called "Baby Boomer Teen Lit".

Its hard to connect with Sandy for me now, though as a 12 year old it was easier as I had no idea what being a teenager meant.

I also find it hard to stay interested in what is essentially a story about a girl relaxing for the summer. Her biggest problem is the new family maid, who resembles the witch from Hansel & Greta, and the guy she admires catching her at her worst moments. She doesn't seem that upset about her future plans (or lack thereof).

Its just her going through her days. A kind of slice of life book I had little interest in. ( )