Reading Books Job Novels & Stories

“If I could find a job that involved reading romance books we would be good to go. I just don’t like interacting with people too much to be honest with you. People make me nervous.” “You know I could get you a job doing that if you would be interested. I actually own a company that publishes books. We haven’t taken on romance books just yet, but if we had someone who would enjoy reading a whole lot of them everyday to see if they are worth publishing or not, we could add that on.” “What? You are joking right?”

"How have you been? You went quiet for a few days there." "Sorry. I've been... busy. School stuff. And I got a job." "A job?" His eyebrow raised slightly. "Where?" "Desert Bloom. It's a bookstore near campus." "Perfect fit for you." "You think so?" "You mentioned you like to read. Mystery novels, if I remember correctly." "Among other things." Heat crept into my cheeks. I definitely wasn't telling him about the dark romance obsession. "It's been good so far. Quiet. Relaxing."

Liam opened the book, the children on either side of him. I listened to him read. But as I did, something tugged at my heart. They looked so comfortable, snuggled into Liam as he read. But… I couldn’t help think… That used to be Johnson’s job.

"Volunteers for what? Militia?" "No. For the library. Reading to kids. Or shelving books." Cale frowned. "I am not a librarian." "You like books. You like order. You like silence. It's perfect." "Children are chaotic variables. They are sticky. And loud." "They're also funny. And they need someone to read them stories." "I do not know stories." "You can read them facts. 'Did you know the speed of light is 299,792,458 meters per second?' They'll love it."