Library noel

Beside the Christmas tree a little one in a red rocker suddenly began reading aloud, reading her story into harmony. An elderly gentleman reached out his hand to stay the hurrying mother, the smile of the librarian passed from one to another, wreathing the room and leaving no one a stranger before heads bent again to words, new minted, occasionally blurred.

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