Chapter 33
I awake to a language I can understand. “We’ll be arriving into London in fifteen minutes. Please collect all your belongings and thank you for traveling with us today.”
After months listening to announcements in French on the Paris metro, it takes me a moment to comprehend. But when I do, I practically leap from the seat. London? We’re in London? In England? I’ll have others to talk to. I’ll have friends. I’ll belong. I’m such a lucky Book.
My Reader puts me back into his pocket, and we walk off the train and into announcements at St. Pancras Station. I’m here! I just wish I could see it. He walks with purpose, like he knows where he’s going. I hear voices and footsteps, hundreds of them. Then we’re outside, in a salad of sounds: horns and tires and voices and music and sho
