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I heard Nick's voice. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform.

Hah“ ”Pfft. Why is my wife being so cute?“ ”Shut up, it wouldn't get me at all“ ”Let's go eat before the food gets cold“ *screen zooms at the very last page of the bool* A book is not just a piece of paper. It is a whole new world. A different dimension. A teacher that would show you things and teach you. A friend that would comfort you and save you. A vehicle that would bring you to a far far away land without even moving from where you are. Just like a journey filled with thousands of different car. Going to various of places that is very far.

The specific and precise observation of a man who had spent twenty-three years in conversation with the way people related to books and had a reliable taxonomy. "Yes," I said. "She reads to feel less alone," he said. He said it in the specific and simple way of a man stating an observed fact, without weight or ceremony. He moved to another shelf. I stood with it. I stood with the specific and quiet landing of a thing said simply that had arrived with a weight disproportionate to the simplicity of the saying. Not because it was surprising. Because it was accurate in the specific and complete way of an accuracy that contained more than its surface, that described not only the thing it named bu

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he said. "That's good sir. So, when are you planning to buy one?" I asked. "Hm, I will make a money transfer now if you want. Bank-to-bank and sign all the papers... If and only if... you could give me the service that I wanted." "Huh? I'm not sure what you're talking about sir." I was confused on what he said. "Come on now, Alice. Don't tell me you know nothing?" "I honestly don't know what you're talking about sir."

A current ran through my body and my hand subconsciously traveled to a book with no title on the spine, but it sure caught my attention. “Of course you can. Choose any of them you like. But I must warn you, if one book is calling you, I don’t recommend that you read it until you feel like you’re ready for it,” she replied with a soft smile before walking back to join my family and her husband. Strange…

Elder Festus's voice is much more firmer than that of his superior, Adolphus. "This is insane, how in the world can such a thing be implemented in this park?" "It has been so right before our existence," Elder Festus states matter-of-factly as he pushes a big black ancient book to my side. I reluctantly go through the book, and after spending the least five minutes skimming through it, I can feel my breath getting caught up in my throat. In a rush, I slam the book shut before returning my attention to them. "How come no one ever told me?" My voice is rough and bitter, and lastly, it sounds accusing.

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Stephen let out a small chuckle. "Go to sleep." [Hello lovely readers! Welcome to my book! Hope you are enjoying it! Please support me by leaving me a rating and review! Your precious words mean the world to me! Love you all!]

Finally, she comes close to me and whispers the very exact address where the book is. "My god, what is he doing with the Book of Spells?"