The book is my friend in sickness and in health. It comforts and informs, whispers as it speaks. Invites me to visit in search of what I need; succour, hope, adventure or delight. It waits with bated breath, and never refuses. Breathes easily when its own needs have been met.

To be known, to be held, to be useful, add meaning.

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Welcome to Six Sentence Stories! Blog Hop Rules: Write 6 sentences. No more. No less. Use this week’s prompt word: BOOK Read everyone’s story, comment, share and have fun!