Lamanda Park Library Novels & Stories

she began to go on, “not a surprise since she’d always say her kind of paradise would be a library.” “So if you want, you can go upstairs to read that book you’re holding,” said someone beside me, her voice soft and light like a caress of a feather. I craned my neck to see a woman with unruly hair as red as blood and bright blue eyes, pointing her index finger up. “Only for a maximum of three hours for one book. Once the time is up, we will begin to charge you ten lums per hour," she told me with a set face.