Chapter 23
It was not a house, even though it looked like one from the outside. It was a library. There was books everywhere. On any available surface was a book, each with their own bookmark sticking out of them. And then we got to ‘my’ room, which wasn’t any improvement on the rest of the house. Even there was two book cases, a rack up on the wall holding a Harry Potter series, and some books on the desk that stood before the window. I had never seen anything like this in my life. Some of the book looked like they had never been read. Others was really well-worn with age and too much reading. I felt the urge to run into the bathroom to see if the tub was filled to the brim with books as well.
“Sorry, I didn’t have much time to get a place ready for you,” Mr. van Leer smiled apologetically. “But in my opinion there’s no better place to sleep than between the characters that love and protected us unconditionally from the outside world.