Polish Library Association & Grandpa's Cafe Novels & Stories

Mike gives me a look. “Shut it,” I tell him. “Come on,” I ask her to follow me towards the corner of the cafe. I usually hang out at the reserved table for me but seeing as the girl could barely move, I thought I’d give her a break. “They have books?” She looks around in awe at the collection of books the cafe has. “Yup, it’s Powell’s. The combination of books and coffee, what’s not to love?” The relaxing atmosphere of the cafe lulls me into a calm I haven’t felt today.

Amelia's POV I laughed softly too, then sighed with relief. “What’s your plan for today?” “Hmm…” He thought for a moment. “I have to deliver some books to the city library. My grandmother donated a lot of her old collection, and they asked me to help check the archives. You can come along if you’d like.” “The library?” I asked, my eyes lighting up a little. “Yeah. You like it?” I nodded quickly. “I’ve always loved places like that. It feels like home for lost minds.”

We picked a table by the window, and before we could settle in, a chubby older lady in a floral-patterned shirt approached us. “Hi, welcome to Café Curzon! What can I get for you?” “Iced coffee,” I said. “Make that two,” Marco added. The lady smiled and shuffled away, leaving us in a brief silence. I sipped my water, glancing at him. “So… what’s this about? This isn’t about the company, is it?” His gaze flickered with amusement. “No, it’s not.” He leaned forward slightly. “I want to purchase some children’s books. Not for the company—this is personal.”

This place isn't just as fun as it used to be with you. I actually felt pain in my heart as you said those words, I knew, I hurt more than just Kate by living but I had to another to think straight we had a short conversation before I ended the call I need to go to the school library now I asked some people as they directed me to the library. Everyone here seemed to be kind. I got to witness a big library and saw a lot of books. Where do I start from? Now I was overwhelmed by the scent of fine Polish wood.