As a little girl, I often lived in worlds that were not my making to escape the reality around me. While others might have been content with dolls or playground games, I sought solace in the pages of books where I could shape my adventures. I soared alongside Harry Potter, catching the elusive golden snitch high above the Quidditch pitch. I stepped through the wardrobe into Narnia, where I met a noble lion, a kind faun, and battled an evil witch…