Prayers of Agnes Sparrow (2010)
Prayers of Agnes Sparrow
“The building was cold and silent, and I felt chilled to the bone. Leaving my hat and coat on, I piled up all the mail that had accumulated on the floor by the door, started coffee, and shuffled through papers on my desk.
It turned out to be the kind of day I liked best—only the books and me. After a few chores and phone calls, I picked up a copy of Wuthering Heights and read till my heart felt content. The words helped shoo away any lingering chill, as I wandered the English moor with Heathcliff and Catherine, while steam rose from my coffee and an occasional tear trickled down my cheek.
At mid-afternoon I knew I had allowed myself a month's worth of self-indulgence and closed the book and the library.
Mildred was walking up the path to the library as I turned the key in the lock.
“I’m sorry, Mildred, did you need to get in?”
“Oh, I just wanted to return these.” She held three books. “They were really good, Griselda.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed them. Sure you don’t want to choose a couple more?”
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