Lotta didn’t mind being called bookish. Her library card was her ticket to freedom. First class to anywhere.
As she read on her blanket in the park, Lotta watched a jet pass overhead, dreaming about far away, exotic places. Money no object, she visited them all. Have book, will travel.
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Libraries, I believe, found a rebirth during the pandemic for precisely this reason. I never would have chosen this way for them to be reborn but it is very good that they were. A new adventure can be had every day!!😊