A family of three came through the door but all at different times so I didn’t know they were together.
They scattered at first but then gathered as a group in front of Classics, and therefore, in front of me.
When I looked up all three were standing there. He faced one way, reading. She faced into him, reading. Another knelt at their feet, reading. None of them seemed aware of the others. They all had strong hands holding those books.
It looked very serene.