Borrowed Books

Her bookshelves decorated the walls. Spines of various colours stood out in the sunshine that came through the windows. She had spent hours here, running her fingers over the titles. If she caught a speck of dust on her beloved possessions, she would clean it away immediately. Only one section bothered her; it was the shelf that had two empty slots. She never should’ve let them borrow her books.

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4 thoughts on “Borrowed Books

  1. And then there’s the one whose library comprises borrowed (and at times, pinched) books that were never returned. I know of one such “celebrity” in our city.

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