It’s been five years since Anne came to Green Gables and she’s quite grown-uppish now. True she’s more interested in writing about love than falling in it, and her nose still has seven freckles. But as the new teacher at her old school, she’s left her days of breaking slates and walking ridgepoles behind. She’s determined not to get into any more trouble. Then again, one can’t get over the habit of being a little girl all at once …