’tis the season for us to crowdsource our hazy childhood book memories. Do you have a vague recollection of reading a great book, but you can’t quite place the title or author? I’ll start us off.

I’ve done this once before, but I have two new ones to add, and one straggler I’m still trying to place. To prove there are happy endings, Mallory swore no one could help her find her own white whale, and I found it on Google Books in, like, ten minutes.

Okay, help me out with mine, then share yours in the comments!

1. It’s a girl whose mom is dead, and she has, like, a book of leaves that her mom had pressed, and she and her dad move to a new house, and I think her dad marries a new wife with a kid, and the kid destroys the book of leaves.

2. Dystopian underground society, boy is trained from birth to remember strings of numbers, eventually has to, like, use this ability to activate/deactive a weapon? Chilly father figure.

3. This one is NOT Half Magic. It’s a kid who gets sent back to Arthurian times during a field trip, or some such thing, and his mom is too, and she keeps waiting for the cream tea she was promised in the brochure. This one is making me really nuts, so please help.

Hold off on your hazy movie memories, we’re playing THAT game later this week.