Counting by 7’s

The fresh scent of new books flooded over my body. The sight of a million books made my eyes pop open and my mouth drop open. I walk over to a book shelf and my hands are like magnets attracting to the books. I had no idea what book my senses would lead me to but I knew that book would be special. The thoughts of making the wrong choice went through my mind, but then ukulele realized there was no wrong choice and my senses wouldn't lead me to the wrong book. I picked up a book. It read counting by sevens. A little tingle titled in my hands and a little spark created in my heart. I knew this was the book and it was the book. I left that Barnes and nobles with a strong feeling in me.