Chapter 6
Anne fell to her knees, hugging herself, tears streaming down her face. Not again.
Please, please. Not again.
She was in the same library, the same one she’d been dreaming of for weeks now. Sometimes the building was normal sized, like the one she never went to in town anymore. Sometimes it was gigantic, big enough to hold the whole planet.
Lately it had been tiny, making Anne feel like the room had been built with her flat on her back, close enough to keep her from drawing a deep breath. Books no bigger than her pinkie fingernail lined shelves pressed all along her whole body, and the ceiling pushed against her nose and stomach.
None of that mattered, not once the movie started. Realizing she was dreaming didn’t make any difference at all. The moving scenes showed up no mat
