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For instance, on the other side of the mirror, there’s even a little fireplace with two wing-back chairs pulled up to it, perfect for reading on a cozy winter night. I breathe peacefully as I look around at the little cavern that Kent has created for himself, more relaxed than I thought I’d be in his little refuge away from the world. It is at once…precisely what I would expect from him, and also so completely surprising. It’s incredibly lux, organized, and neat – but also, who knew Kent had hobbies? There’s even a little chess board set next to one of the wingback chairs. And who knew he had so many books?

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

“That’s exactly what your grandmother used to say at your age.” I wandered farther between the narrow shelves mostly to escape the public humiliation, while Harmony disappeared toward the romance section making loud, dramatic noises about enemies-to-lovers tropes. The bookstore glowed softly beneath the low hanging lights while the snow drifted in thick waves outside the front windows facing Main Street. I paused near the folklore section automatically, my fingers tracing the bindings. Appalachian legends, mountain myths, and local history books lined the dark wood. One specific title caught my eye immediately: The Founding Families of Black Hollow.