Done with her shopping, she glanced at her watch. 15 minutes till the next bus.
Can she make it in time?
She darted into the library, strode to the ‘Just Returned’ section with the practiced gait of a regular. There nestled books waiting to be picked up.
Aah, there were some interesting ones. Grabbed three and rushed to the issuing machine.
Job done with minutes to spare. Just in time for the bus, with the comforting, satisfying weight of the books in her backpack. Books just waiting to be savored, waiting to get lost in. Pure bliss. Food for the soul.