“Dad, are we going to the tennis club?” asked Joel
Joel was excited. He was glad when his school closed for the summer. He disliked studies and did not have the patience for books. He had already enrolled in the swimming class and looked forward to tennis. His father drove through suburbs and stopped in front of the public library.
“Dad, what is this?”
“I will return in 3 hours.”
“Wait. Don’t go” shouted Joel
This was so unfair. Joel neither knew the way home nor did he have money. He walked reluctantly to the library. He had heard that Harry Potter was reasonably tolerable, so he went to the children’s section. He struggled through the first page, but found himself engrossed as the plot unfurled. He was still absorbed in his novel, when his father returned.
“Dad, can you wait for a few more minutes?”
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Why?” Joel asked, distractedly. “Can we get a library membership card?”
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and Claire for the photo