I became a woman possessed.
Every free time I have, I read. Anything that I see that has words, or even better, paragraphs on it, I take it and read during my small breaks.
Even Frank already shook his head at my eagerness to read. It sort of became an addiction, especially right after I finished the book that Elijah lent me, then Jake let me borrow a book he had.
“What’s a citadel?” I asked Frank as he fried some chicken for tonight’s dinner. He allowed me to sit around right now, thankfully amused at the eagerness he was seeing in me.
Once Elijah started teaching me all those things, I craved more of it. I craved more worlds that only words could bring. I craved for more ideals that opened my eyes and widened my perspective about our reality and things. It was a nice thought to i
