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He gestured toward the narrow aisle between fiction and children’s books. “Storage wasted on that back room. And don’t get me started on the courtyard out back. Prime square footage doing nothing but growing weeds.” Before she could fire back, the kids started filing in for storytime, backpacks thumping as they dropped onto the colorful rug. Elena shot him a warning look and moved to the front. She picked up *The Adventures of Benny the Bookworm*, her voice shifting into the warm, animated tone she used for the little ones.

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited. Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.

S U M M E R My little minion took her sweet time getting ready for bed. When I walked in, she was still chattering away, holding out one of three different books for us to read. "That one, Mommy! I love alligators. And wolves. Do we have any books about wolves?" Only my daughter would choose an alligator book over a cheerful dog or a cuddly teddy bear. But wolves? "I don't think we have any wolf books, but how about a doggie story?"

anniversary, holding the book we had made the year she turned three: a hardcover picture book titled The Warrior Queen and Her Dragon Daddy. It has illustrations of me bald and fierce in a hospital bed, Killian with a shaved head reading children’s books to my belly, Aurora tiny in an incubator with a cape. The last page shows the three of us on the swing under this very tree, the words: And they lived bravely ever after. Rory reads it aloud in her dramatic five-year-old voice, complete with sound effects. When she gets to the part where “the dragon daddy burned the bad contracts,” Killian pretends to breathe fire and all the kids lose their minds.

He gave me a small smile and slight nod of the head. "Here read this." A book was put on my lap that looked fun. A book with a king and queen on the cover. I opened it up and a colorful drawing of a dragon and a beautiful princess was on the first page. No words were on it but it still told so much with just the one picture. The next page was even more detailed. I turned back to the first page and than to the next page again. They went together like a flip book but better. "What are you looking at?" A deep and all to familiar voice had me looking up fast. A happy sob left me when Alexander stood in front of me and helped me stand up.

"This one baby boy, the story of the snake and his mother." I was shaken by Kevina's offer of a book for Lucas. "I'm not fond of that, can the book you give me be about math and science?" Lucas asked. Kevina looked at me with a grimace and was whispering something that I couldn't immediately understand. "Sure, baby boy. No problem." Kevina just answered. While Lucas was choosing a book, Kevina approached me.

"We shouldn't have spoiled you so much! You're making noise the first thing in the morning! How am I supposed to go to work?" I felt something touch my forehead as Phoebe used a tissue to wipe the sweat from my brow. "I'm so jealous of Maisie. She has parents who love her this much. This is the first time anyone has ever treated my wounds. Mrs. Shaw, don't worry. I don't feel any pain." I smacked her hand away, snapping the cotton swab in two. My voice dropped, sharp and cold. "Why don't you feel pain?" Phoebe froze for a second, then broke into an innocent, childlike smile. She said sweetly, "Because I know magic that makes pain disappear."

“I understand, Levi. I’m quite certain you will hear things about people’s character quite a bit in this day and age, but unless you seek out the truth before you lay judgment, you are no better than the traitors themselves. Please remember this in case it happens again.” “That I will, Sir. Thank you for understanding.” “Now be off with you before Mr. Crampton sees you here.” Nodding, the boy turned and fled as fast as he could. Gabe prayed Levi would take his advice and leave posthaste. There were already enough problems happening at this moment. He didn’t need a snot-nosed heathen around to cause more. * * * *

she said with some annoyance. "Cassarina, you'll know the book I'm talking about once you see it. Just open your eyes," the woman said. Cassarina stared at the old woman who had come to be her mentor and teacher in her black robe. She sighed and got back to work. As she checked the middle of the shelf, a certain book struck her observation. It had the title The Kingdom Itself: Snails on it. "That's a strange name for a kids' story," she whispered but bypassed it and continued the search.

A chapter book. The Hobbit. Aurora looked up from where she was tucking Ethan in. "That's... ambitious," she whispered, eyeing the thick paperback. "It's a classic," Liam defended, stepping into the room. "And it has dragons. And treasure. And a very small hero who goes on a big adventure." He looked at Ethan. "What do you think, Tiger? Ready for a real quest?" Ethan’s eyes widened. "Does it have swords?" "Lots of swords," Liam promised.