Flash Friday, week #52

Prompt: http://flashfriday.wordpress.com/2013/11/29/flash-friday-52/

Alison made her way to her assigned desk and sat down on the worn wooden seat. The room smelled of Murphy’s Oil Soap and books, and was silent except for the sounds of breathing and turning pages. She picked up the volume sitting on the desk in front of her – an unpublished novel by her favorite author, the one he had been writing when he had lost his battle with cancer. Running her fingers over the name and title on the spine, Alison thought back to what the man at the gate had said and smiled. “Any book you want, ma’am.”

This was indeed Heaven.

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