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Inhaling deeply, my eyes widened as they lowered from the bell, as I smell a familiar scent I’d recognize anywhere. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I stop in my tracks. Shane stops, and when I open my eyes, they lock on something at the end of the room. I lift my chin, and my gaze travels up, up, up the tall bookshelf. Grazing over the beautiful real wood shelving, natural aesthetics, plants, and rows of books. A bookstore. Shane dragged me into a bookstore.

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"So you can try, see if I dare to do it or not?" Mrs. Jennifer resisted Bertha's cold, cruel eyes, she was completely speechless. — In the book room. Shane is on the top floor of the bookshelf, he is looking for books to help Mr. Tabitha. "Is it this book? Or is it that book?" Mr. Tabitha wore farsighted glasses, her eyes staring at the bookshelf: "The book is in the middle." Shane took it down, he gave it to him with both hands.

I asked. "Enough to keep me in business at the best job in the world." She turned back to look at me and beamed. She stopped, pointing to a back corner. "Starting at this shelf all the way to the wall. I'll be here all night so let me know if I can help you with anything. Name is Betty." "Thank you, Betty," I said, turning to the ten to fifteen bookshelves stacked from the floor to the ceiling. It would take me days to get through all that. "Actually…something more specific. What books have named demons in them?"

"Two bedrooms, south-facing balcony. The listing mentioned built-in bookshelves." "Sounds promising." Shantali smiled, picturing their books intermingled on those shelves—her mystery novels alongside his historical biographies, their lives blending together in small, meaningful ways.

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I quickly head out to the next shelf. I don’t know how much time has passed, but I feel exhausted. Drake plops into one of the armchairs before the fireplace, yawning. “I covered thirty shelves, and there’s no book on celestial wolves. This is not a library. It's a book town!” He rests his chin on his arm. “It's so huge that I might find aliens hiding somewhere.” “Stop with the excuses. You are just incapable, that’s all,” Dory says while biting her thumbnail, her eyes trained on the book she’s holding.

I chose not to respond to Eliz discussing it. My eyes are drawn to a book that is located at the end of the shelf. There was only a candle as lighting for the bookshelf. "Eliz? Why is this shelf different from other shelves? "I asked. Eliz then whispered very carefully, "This is an unreadable book. I mean, it's still difficult to understand. You will not be able to open this book. It only chooses hands that have a certain energy," eliz explained.

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