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Today he needs that kind of familiarity, he needs to step back into a world where there are scares, twists, turns, but a world where he knows how everything will end. He needs to know how something will end.
He can feel the story take control of his mind, pulling him away. His own thoughts, his worries, that voice, begin to buzz at the back of his mind, and eventually they become nothing but white noise.
Aidan would never have more than a few minutes of alone time, but those few minutes calmed him, they stopped his mind racing, they helped him breathe, escape . . . whatever he needed most.
“The people are endlessly fascinating,” Aidan had said to her when she’d told him she’d actually gotten the job. “Like, just watching people sit and be quiet, or browse, or whatever, when they don’t realize they’re being watched . . . It’s like, I don’t know, no one’s trying to be someone they’re not in a library.”
There was no name on the note, no “to” and no “from”—it could be for anyone. But then how could he explain that sudden feeling of being seen? As though someone had read his mind?
no matter how terribly you have behaved in the past—you should do everything you can to be good.
There was something magical in that—in sharing a world you have loved; allowing someone to see it through the same pair of spectacles you saw it through yourself.
“Please try to remember that books aren’t always an escape; sometimes books teach us things. They show us the world; they don’t hide it.”
Books always change as the person who reads them changes too.
