As I was heading down the stairs, Isabelle was walking up, her nose in a book. I smiled, remembering that she was not always so keen on reading. We were the only two in the stairwell.
“Wow Isabelle, what’s got your attention there?” I asked.
“Well, I just started it.” She must have been coming back from the library when we saw each other.
“Spirit Animals, but it’s the second. I really need the first one. It wasn’t in the library.”
“Guess what my friend? I think I have a copy of it in my classroom.” I said to her.
“You DO?” Isabelle looked up from the book as I continued.
“I think so. Let’s go look quickly. I bet it’s I.R. time in your reading group and I hate for you to miss much of that.”
We hurried down the stairs together, into my room, and straight for the bookshelves. Sure enough, there is was in the basket where I thought I’d last seen it.
“Oh my gosh thank you. Can I borrow it?”
“Yes of course.”
“Can I even take it home tonight?”
“Definitely. You can take it wherever you want for as long as you wish.”
Isabelle beamed as she scurried out of my room and back up the stairs.
I beamed as I thought about how great it feels to put a book in an excited reader’s hands.