Whenever I read a story set in high school — and I read a lot of stories set in high school — I always picture the same high school. Oddly enough, it’s my the layout and look of junior high but it’s somehow transmuted into a fictional image of a high school.

For instance, as I read “Evermore,” “Cracked up to Be,” “The Naughty List,” “North of Beautiful” and others, I imagined all the school scenes taking place at a school up on a hill, with a U-shaped main hallway/classroom area, a huge field just to the left. Of course, the principal’s office in all these fictional settings was the very place where I sat with my cat Elinor the day she followed me to school in eighth grade and I had to wait in the principal’s for my mom to come pick up the cat before I could go to class. (Maybe this is why I picture junior high — this was clearly such a seminal moment in my life especially because mom wasn’t too happy about driving to school to retrieve the cat! “Daisy had a little cat, little cat, little cat. Daisy had a little cat who followed her to school.)

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I also have a few houses I cycle through when reading and I often picture variations on a house I lived in on Dug Road in New Paltz, New York when I was in grade school. This house has morphed itself into the beach home in “Along for the Ride” and in Kate’s house in “Perfect You” while the banks on the stream across from it served as the location — in my mind — for the early chapters in “A Thousand Splendid Suns.”

Perhaps I suffer from a supreme lack of imagination. But still, this makes me wonder — do you have houses, schools, stores, streets from your childhood or adulthood that you picture as the places in the novels you read? Which homes from your life playing a starring role in your interpretations of other stories?