I don't do so well with change [[RP with notapopsinger]]
Lela was sitting in the children's area at the library, a stack of fifth to eighth grade level books in front of her, along with a frappuccino leaving a ring of condensation on the short, pebbled table. Her legs folded under the small red chair, Lela had originally come to the library to start working on a reading list for this year, as evidenced by the books she had pulled out, but she had quickly become distracted by Frindle, which she was now halfway through. For the twentieth time. But, hey, it was a fun book.
She'd eventually get around to skimming the books she had pulled. It's not like Lela had anything else planned for the day.
She'd eventually get around to skimming the books she had pulled. It's not like Lela had anything else planned for the day.