This is take of a little lost book that had lost its way unloved unread it was crying out to be loved. It’s not selfish to want attention to be be needed to be loved to be appreciated.
A book is a must needed self indulgence and it’s not a selfish indulgence either.
A library is a care home for books and I’m the custodian , now the care home is over run you might say but who am I to turn away residents?
It was a Christmas present from grandparents to someone ( Christmas 2017)
Now who is to say why this little book lost its way and was all lost and lonely in the charity shop.
This is a book that was asking for more inasmuch as it wanted a new owner and it found one in me.