The library is at its best when the sun is just beginning to set and the houses aren’t quite sure whether or not to turn on their lights. It is busy there, quiet and busy with kids home from school and adults home from work. People aren’t lingering, they are moving and making nice noises: walking, turning pages, zipping backpacks, scanning books. Sometimes, I go just to hear it, with no intention of checking anything out. I go and walk the aisles with Reed strapped to my belly. We just watch and listen and run our fingers along book jackets while it grows darker outside and more houses turn on their lights.