When I was a kid, summer was the time we took bi-weekly trips to the local library and brought home stacks of 20 books. The plastic over their covers wrinkled, and when you opened them they cracked at the spine and exuded the scent of library.
When I was a kid, summer was the time we took bi-weekly trips to the local library and brought home stacks of 20 books. The plastic over their covers wrinkled, and when you opened them they cracked at the spine and exuded the scent of library.