Chapter 17
Kim did her best to focus on the question Mrs. Seagon had just asked, and how badly she wanted to know the answer to that question and so many more.
Most of all how she could have spent endless hours in this building with no idea a vast, glorious collection of rooms and books and who knew what else was hidden away under her feet.
Or why she’d moved away from Steph just then instead of moving closer, when all she’d wanted to do last night (and in shockingly vivid dreams) was get closer.
Her eyes were repeatedly drawn back toward the exquisite fireplace, the adorable little antique tables between the couches and chairs, and of course, more books than she could possibly read in several lifetimes.
She wanted to kick her shoes off and explore the contours and ridges of an incred
