Alice Wootson
It was a typical Friday night in the Howe University’s library. The building was quiet as only a nearly empty library would be, but it could have been as noisy as a schoolyard at recess, and still the young man huddled over a book on the table wouldn’t have noticed.
Thanks for contributing a post, Alice! I enjoyed reading it.
Great post Alice. Your book looks so interesting.
Thanks for stopping by, Marie! I’m glad you enjoyed the post.