My beautiful place

My beautiful place

The smell of dust and leather permeated the room. The sunlight shining through the dirty windows chased the dust moats across the silent room. An expectant hush filled the air. Books, shelf after shelf of beautiful books lined the yellowed walls.

“Ma’am, Can you show where to find The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom?”

The woman behind the oak desk smiled at me, her eyes lighting up behind her cat shaped eyeglasses. Coming out from behind the desk, she led me to the card file. After showing me how to find the card I was looking for, she sent me in the direction of the book I was looking for and left me free to wonder around the most beautiful place I had ever been, the library.

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