When I was a little girl, my favorite place in the world was the library.  I was a nerdy little girl who was often the object of a lot of teasing and the butt of endless jokes, and the library was the one place the bullies never seemed to enter.  The librarian, Mr. Wolford, would push a book cart my way and tell me to shelve.  Or he’d slide a stack of books across his desk and say he thought I’d enjoy them.  But it was my friend, Lisa, who introduced me to the joys of Danielle Steel when we were in about the 8th or 9th grade…  I would…