The Paris Library

by Janet Skeslien Charles

The only thing that made Rémy forget his worries—which was to say the worries of others—was a good book.

“People are awkward, they don’t always know what to do or say. Don’t hold it against them. You never know what’s in their hearts.”

All good things come to an end, bad things, too.”

she’d gotten everything she wanted. She wished she’d known to want more.

Atrum post bellum, ex libris lux. Odile had told him it meant “After the darkness of war, the light of books.”