I feel like I should warn you upfront: Marti Dumas, the author of the delightful Jala and the Wolves, was a bosom bow of my childhood. We met in fifth grade when we were assigned desks next to each other at a public school in New Orleans, and immediately recognized each other as kindred spirits. We shared a love of books, making fortune tellers or swans out of folded paper, and giggling over terrible movies when we’d spend the night at each other’s homes. We […]