Last Friday, my mom made my older sister take me to the library. Despite my age of 20, I have yet to learn to drive.
Why did mom make Liz take me?
Easy, my dad, not a big book type guy, found in an article in our local paper, a book he wanted to read. So being the amazing daughter that I am I got it on loan for him. Mom wanted him to have it over the weekend.
We got there. I returned my books including the Inferno, which I didn't finish (hangs head in shame). Then I spent a pleasurable hour or so searching for good books I hadn't read yet. I found two. (Really small library) When I went to check my books and the books my sister found that she wanted to read, I discovered that the Young Adult book I'd requested had come in as well.
Then the library volunteer hit me with it. "The head librarian asked me to ask you some thing. We've applied for a grant to allow us to restock the young adult section. Would you be interested in making us a list of books you would like to see on the shelves?
I swear I almost cried. Not that they haven't asked my opinion before but never like this. Generally they ask me if I've read certain books and if it would be a good investment, not to make a list of books I want to read. Bee is going to be very busy for a little while making a list of Young Adult books she wants. Hopefully, they'll get the grant.
Any ideas anyone has would be much appreciated!