*Senya*
After my sisters and the others go back downstairs, Aaron and I work in silence, placing the books on the shelves on opposite sides of the fireplace. It's as if he knows that if we are within easy reach of each other, we will inevitably come together again, like our bodies, now familiar with each other, have become magnetized and will always seek to rejoin.
I find myself fascinated watching his interaction with his sister, their easy camaraderie. I realize that his irritated tone is feigned and that his sister knows it too. Leah will have her bookshop for people who can afford to make purchases, and her reading salon for those with lesser means who can lose themselves in the pages between the covers. People who might have never known the magic books offer will learn to read and,
