A Strange Warmth

The old bookshop was closing down. Odorless devices had replaced the familiar, much-loved smell of books. Sydney had bought these as a gift for Will Hobbs. Theirs was an all-of-a-kind family uptown, where hearts were strangely warmed by books, a few degrees towards the far north.

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      1. I know what you mean. I have so many books…I just can’t part with them, much to the angst of my partner who wishes I would sort through and save only the special ones. (they are all special to me! ;))

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