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Submitted to Contest #274
Jeremy never thought to go to the library except in the fall. The squat stone building that housed the library was close to his house, just two blocks down Walnut, three blocks on Prince. But, summers were for tree forts and bottle rockets, winter was for sledding, and Jeremy spent every spring hunting tadpoles, salamanders, and every other living thing that swam, slithered, or crawled. Autumn was for books, and one day in mid-October the sun’s rays would slant just so between the houses, the leaves would rustle like turning pages, and he wo...
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