Charles went back to the library after twenty five years.
It was hushed as he’d remembered it. It seemed like the spirit of Mama drifted and swirled in between the dusty pages.
“Are you sure we can take books home?” he’d asked her in awe. He had been three when Mama introduced him to the Library.
She’d smiled. “Only for three weeks. Then you bring them back and take others.”
He loved books.
After the accident, when he lived in the Orphanage, he read all the books he could find.
Charles Drummond, PhD, looked around. “Thank you, Mama,” he whispered. 100 words.
This story is part of the FFfAW challenge for this week. The challenge is to write a story in 100 or so words. thanks to Joy for hosting and TJ Paris for this week’s photo prompt.