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I’d recognize Noah’s gentle footsteps anywhere. His persistence amused me. He’d never give up on anything which included me. I walked to the normally isolated section towards the back. There were no chairs here, only long aisles of books on History and Politics. The sweet odor of old books with notes of vanilla flowers and almonds wafted through my nose. It somehow calmed my disoriented mind that wanted a piece of anyone who dared stumble in my path. “Noah, I told you earlier. I am no mood to talk.”

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As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.

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she replied softly as she reached for one of Noah's beloved storybooks on the nearby shelf. Noah's face lit up with anticipation as he handed the chosen book to his mother. Irene settled into a comfortable position on the edge of his bed, the book held open before her. She began to read, her voice gentle and soothing, weaving a tale of adventure and wonder. As Irene's melodious voice filled the room, Noah's eyes grew heavy, but he fought to keep them open, not wanting to miss a word of the enchanting story. He clutched his favorite stuffed animal, a plush bear named Mr. Snuggles, to his chest.

He slammed the door shut. Noah lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling. His room was well furnished and was everything a standard room should be. A large bookshelf was at one end of the room. It was always filled with the latest novels. He stretched his hand a picked the novel on his bedside table. He usually read novels to pass time. He finished one every night and it was replaced with a new one in the morning by the servant. Unknown to anyone, he had insomnia. He seldom slept , hence, he used the novels to pass time. As he took the book, a photo fell out.

I was curious, my instinct pushed me until I noticed the symbols. Noah stepped past me into the small hidden room. His eyes scanned everything, the pile of ashes on the stone floor, the simple wooden desk, the other journals still sitting there. He picked one up, brushing dust from its brown leather cover. "My grandmother's books," he said, his voice strange and distant. "People called her crazy. She would talk about magic, about ancient symbols, about powers that shouldn't exist." He looked from the ashes to my face, his gaze sharp and questioning. "But what really happened here? Why is a book burnt?.

Nova counters, reaching for another. “We read that last week.” “I forgot.” “You always—” “Okay,” I interject quickly, snatching both books before they can reenact a battle scene. “We’re picking something new tonight.” They consider it seriously, then nod. I open the book. The twins settle, Nova leaning her head lightly against my arm, Nolan lying on his stomach, chin on his hands. Noah turns slightly so he’s facing them too, one knee bent on the mattress, one foot on the floor. His arm rests on his raised knee, close enough that if I reached across the twins, my fingertips could brush his wrist.

Noah gave me a flat look but didn't hide his amusement, "Nope. I am sticking with cheese and only cheese because I don't like pineapple on pizza." I smiled lightly, looking away from Noah. I didn't fail to notice the confused look he gave me when I went quiet but instead of asking me, he changed the subject which I was grateful for. "A Thousand Splendid Suns?" Noah asked, nodding to the book that was in my lap. I looked at the book, nodded as I looked at Noah, "Dad's got a huge library. I found a random book and started it." "It's a good book," he shrugged.