«What’s a library?»
«It’s where they keep books. There are rooms and rooms full of them.» «Are they wicked?» I asked. «Those books?»
I imagined all that explosive material packed inside a room.
«What’s a library?»
«It’s where they keep books. There are rooms and rooms full of them.» «Are they wicked?» I asked. «Those books?»
I imagined all that explosive material packed inside a room.