Janet Fouts

There’s a particular kind of hush that settles over me when you walk into a bookstore. The scent of paper, the blur of covers and titles, the low hum of curiosity. Whether it’s an indie shop tucked in an alley or a sprawling city bookstore with high ceilings and comfy chairs, something shifts the moment I come in. It’s a little bit like coming home.

That sense of  instant comfort blended with curio