She handed Leo the tablet. The cover of The Whispering Pages showed a girl holding a lantern in front of a floating book. Hesitantly, Leo began to read.

Leo loved stories, but he hated reading. The letters on a page looked like a swarm of busy ants, and his eyes would get tired after just a few sentences. One rainy Tuesday, his older sister Maya found him staring at the ceiling instead of his homework.

An hour later, Leo finished the last page. He closed the tablet, his heart full. “Maya… that was amazing . The book in the story was magic, but the PDF link… it was real magic. It gave me a whole world.”

Maya ruffled his hair. “That’s the trick, Leo. The PDF link wasn’t magic. Reading was the magic all along. The link just opened the door.”

Leo frowned. “That’s not a real library.”