I smiled at the stacks, inhaling again. Hundreds of thousands of pages that had never been turned, waiting for me. The shelves were a warm, blond wood, piled with spines of every color. Staff picks were arranged on tables, glossy covers reflecting the light back at me. Behind the little cubby where the cashier sat, ignoring us, stairs covered with rich burgundy carpet led up to the worlds unknown. 'I could just live here,' I said.
S. . . For Stupendous! T. . . For Tiger, ferocity of! U. . . For Underwear, Red! P. . . For Power, Incredible! E. . . For excellent physique! N. . . For. . . Um. . . Something. . Hm, well, I'll come back to that. . . D. . . For Determination! U. . . For. . . Wait, How do you spell this? Is it "I"??