CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
There was something about the store that did not sit right with Tatiana.
Simon said that he’d take her to a bookstore, but the place did not look like a bookstore to her. They walked for fifteen minutes, further away from the orphanage, but the place looked like an abandoned shelter. The brick roof had missing pieces, and the pillar on the porch looked like it was about to break. The house looked empty and haunted.
“Come, many people don’t know about this place, but if they did, this place would be sold out in a matter of minutes.” Simon walked on the porch, and the mossy planks bent downwards. Tatiana was scared that the floor would give in and Simon might fall.
“Are you sure? The place doesn’t look like it would be a good place to sell books.”
“Trust me, I know
