She stepped out of the library carrying a Lizzie MacGuire book. When I asked her what she was reading she referred to it as a 'real book'. She further explained it had no pictures. She claimed to love books, and that books were, 'good for you'. I agreed and told her I was reading a book, Jules Verne's Journey To The Center Of The Earth, and that I, too love to read. Then she asked me if it bothered me when peopled called me a bookworm.
My response was, "There's worse things in the world than liking to read books."
She said that I had a good point, and that she might be considered a bookworm to many but she guessed she didn't mind so much anymore.
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