The first character I ever became obsessed with was Captain Hook. I couldn’t have been more than three or four, though I was already weird; I saw the 1953 Disney version of Peter Pan and immediately fell in love in only the way that tiny children can. I read the cardboard-backed children’s book story over and over, until the binding disintegrated. The copy I had was the adaptation by mystery writer Mary V. Carey, titled Peter Pan and Captain Hoo…
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