"It's just a fairytale," he warned me. I looked down at the book and stroked the cover fondly, a secret smile creeping upon my lips. "Oh, no," I whispered back, opening the book. "It's much more than that."
mom gave me my love of reading. she read to me when I was young, & even the past months she lived with me, she reads stacks of books from my little library. it was a running joke that she went through them so quickly, miss those moments mom.