Chapter 44
All the other Books are asleep by the time we get home, so I have no one to tell about meeting Tessa, or what it felt to have her sign me. I’m drifting in delight, dreaming about a world “Where Books Are Loved”.
I awake to the sound of Samantha. “I really liked Tessa. She was so interesting and understated. Wouldn’t it be nice if . . . ”
“Let me guess. In your head, you’re already adapting her second novel,” he smiles.
“Why not?” Samantha asks.
“Precisely,” he smiles. She gives him a small kiss.
I watch them in their morning routine, him making coffee for two, her making toast for two, and think that it’s true, marriage can be happy. I just haven’t seen many Humans who have achieved it.
I lie face up on the kitchen table, too far from the Books in the den, and the possib
