“I’m a library?”
“You’re a person, Nook,” Sister Atoz said to the child. “One with millions of books encoded as part of you. From your great-grandmother to you, you are the last with this irreplaceable gift.”
“But I don’t know how to read.”
“I will teach you.”
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