The Magic Friend-Maker. It was my very favorite book.

I distinctly remember my mom stopping what she was doing to sit down and read to me the story of a little girl who welcomed and made friends with the new girl in her apartment building by sharing with her a special rock that she treasured. There was a part in that book where, after holding the rock for a while, she gave it to her friend, who marveled that the rock still held the warmth of her friend’s touch.

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