Eleanor loves reading with her father in a house full of books that fill every chair and floor. Every Sunday two visitors arrive with new stories that pile up high and bring excitement to their home. One sunny morning they deliver a very special book, the Bible, which quickly becomes the family’s favorite. They pack away the other volumes and share its gentle stories each night by the soft light. Through these readings Eleanor and her father feel safe, loved, and connected by a perfect book.

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I was a little girl. My name is Eleanor. I wore a blue shirt and jeans. I was very happy.
My house had books everywhere. Books filled our living room. They were on the floor. They were on the chairs. The old pages smelled sweet.
My father loved to read. He wore a green sweater. I liked sitting by him. We read in the warm sun.
Every Sunday, two men came over. One man had a brown bag. The other man had a gray bag. I liked waiting for them.
They brought my father new books. We made tall stacks of books.
We read stories about the world. We had so many books! The piles grew very high. We had to step over them!
But my father wanted a special book. One sunny Sunday, the men came back.
They brought a very special book. My father held it in his hands. He smiled a big, happy smile.
"This is the Bible," he told me. We sat down to read it. The pages felt nice and soft.
After that day, our living room changed. My father packed the old books away.
The big piles were all gone. We only kept the Bible. It sat right on our table.
We did not need the other books. Every night, my father read to me.
We felt very loved and safe. It was the perfect book for us.
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