Anyone had to take a break from reading something because it reminded them too much of their childhood?
I remember being terrified every time I had to complete a task for my parents involving strangers (usually shopkeepers) because I would practice what I was going to say but there would always be something that went off-script. They wouldn’t have the thing but would send me to some other person who might, or the price would be wrong or there would be a buy one get one free deal and I would have to explain why I had bought two home.
Anyway on a recommendation I started reading a story about a girl who was an unsanctioned archmage and had to hide the fact, I was not expecting the protagonist to have mild ASD and unlock a bunch of childhood memories every other chapter.
Story is Archmage Coefficient if you are curious, although I’m only at ch. 7 so I can’t promise anything about later chapters.
Seems to me that fish-seller is pushing the salt fish. Is there not another kind of substitute fish which might be less expensive? So that she could bring home enough for a proper dinner?
This is the exact type of thought that only ever shows up after the whole thing is over and done with, likely while overthinking it on the walk home.
Well yeah, easy for me to say without an expectant fish-seller in front of me and an expectant parent waiting at home.