“Smoke hung so thick in the library’s rafters that she could read words in it.”

Bailey strolled up and down the library’s aisles with ease, picking up the books she hadn’t noticed before and reading the last few pages. She knew that any book worth reading was a book with an interesting ending. Without a second glance, Bailey would re-stock the “boy gets the girl and they live happily-ever-after” stories … Continue reading “Smoke hung so thick in the library’s rafters that she could read words in it.”