“Wherever I live, the library becomes my second home. Walking through the doors, I know that there are books calling to me that will make me laugh, stir my passions, and comfort my heart. And the people you meet there… — Wendy Jones Copy Share Image
“It went on and on; intentionally, unintentionally, it didn't matter. The end was the same: broken people left in pieces, lives fractured, love bludgeoned.” — Wendy Jones Copy Share Image
“Wherever I live, the library becomes my second home. Walking through the doors, I know that there are books calling to me that will… — Wendy Jones Copy Share Image
