After years in Southern California he’d really feared that his childhood memories had become fragmented and magnified, taking bits and pieces of the things he’d like best and making them seem even better than they’d been.

Ignoring the rain, he stepped out of the car and leaned on the hood, breathing deeply. Even the air was different here. It hadn’t been just a kid’s imagination. It was cleaner. Sweeter. Purer. (pg. 17, Montana Legacy by R. C. Ryan)

I never run into that problem. I don’t have many “childhood memories.” Don’t get me wrong. I had a wonderful childhood, I just have a terrible memory.

Is there any place you lived or visited as a child that holds a special place in your heart? Did you ever go back? Did it live up to your memories?

Teaser Tuesdays is hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Play along. I cheated, but the rules are easy. Grab your current read, open to a random page, and give us two teaser sentences. Remember, no spoilers.

My copy was sent by the publisher for review. I am an Amazon associate.