She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding — Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
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She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding glue, and old paper, one book carrying the smell of hundreds.

— Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl
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