I stepped inside and it felt like I had gone back in time. Elder Rick hates anything modern and computerised. He prefers a good old book to find his information. His living room is just like a library, that's what it felt like when I was a pup and I used to come and visit with my dad. The living room walls are lined with bookcases and thousands of books stocked in each. He has a small chair in a corner with a little table next to it with yet more books stacked on top. There are books scattered around the floor, it's hard knowing where to step.
"I'm sorry for the mess. I'm running out of places to store my books." He sighed as he led us through to the kitchen. It was like an obstacle course getting through the living room. As we entered the kitchen, I breathed out in relief. The kitchen to
