Books was something she could talk about. She could talk about books. “It completely depends on what you like reading.” She went over to the bookshelf, taking off one of her gloves and pulling it off. She took a book of the shelf. “If you like Romance I would suggest this one.” It was a book about aliens from another planet, but it wasn’t your normal sci-fi romance novel. “But if you like historical fiction I would suggest this one.” She said pulling out another book that was set in world war 2, “But it will make you cry.” She put both books away and rubbed her arm. “So yeah, feel free to take anything off the shelf.” She turned to walk back to her easel so that she could go back to painting. That was way more talking then she was used to.

The books were ordered the way they would be in a library even without the actual markings on them. She was a very organized person.