I was sitting in the library with her friends.

It was lunchtime.

Nell was reading.

She was always reading.

She had found a book about cats and was happy, but she was the only one with a book.

Her friends had gadgets in their hands.

Sunita had a phone.

Saffron had a tablet.

Why don't you look at books?

She said.

We are in a library.

Books are old fashioned sets.

Anita.

I don't know why you like them.

I love everything about them, said Now.

I love the feel of the paper, the shiny cover, the pictures.

I love the smell of a new book.

I like turning the pages to see what comes next.

Look at this is gorgeous.

She held up the cat book to show them the photos are lovely, but they never change, Said Saffron.

If you open that book tomorrow, all the photos will be the same as today.

That's boring.

I like things to be different.

Senator nodded me, too.

Look at this, said Sap from.

She moved closer to now to show something on her tablet.

You like cuts right now, lauded.

And I love kittens.

Okay.

Kittens.

Saffron tapped at a screen.

So look, kittens, hundreds of them, thousands of them mawr than you could ever look at.

I know said now, and they are very pretty, but I still like my book more.

She laughed and hugged it to her like a teddy bath.

That book is just Katz said Safran.

Look, I can change this.

You like dogs here, Dogs.

You want rabbits?

Here they are.

What pet do you want?

Ponies, guinea pigs, parrots, unicorns, unicorns, riel, unicorns?

Yes, really unicorns.

Look, you can buy them online.

They sing and dance to.

Nell grinned.

Can they make ice cream?

Sure, said Safran.

They can do anything.

They only cost a $1,000,000.

Then buy me one.

I will for your 20th birthday, said Saffron.

And the girls all laughed.

Later that night, Nell was alone in her bedroom.

She thought about what her friends had said.

I know book stay the same, she said.

That is why I like them.

She opened her favorite book.

It was about Pets.

Nell had no pets of her own, so she dearly wanted one.

The photos in the book were beautiful.

She especially liked one of a cat with golden eyes and very long for the fair was smoky.

Grave books are better than gadgets, she told herself.

Nothing is better than the real thing.

She sighed deeply and ran her finger across the photo off the cat.

A magical thing happened.

She could feel the for.

It was soft and silky under her fingers.

Then she heard a purring sound, and the Smokey Cat blinked.

It's golden eyes.

No, she squealed as she pulls her hand away.

This is unreal.

But it was very much riel because the smokey cat suddenly stepped right out of the book and sat or nails knees.

It was tiny, the same size.

It had bean in the photo, but not for long.

It began to grow bigger on bigger Soon it was the size of a proper cat.

Oh, you were just lovely said no.

She picked the cat up and cuddled him Close.

The cat purred really loud.

Now what shall I call you?

Something magical Arabia, That's it.

Perfect.

Then the cat wriggled free and did a curious thing.

He turned the page of the book with his pole, then tapped on a photo of a white cat.

The white cat stepped out of the book just as he had and grew up to really size.

Oh said Now can I bring anything out?

She turned the pages of the book and stopped at one of her favorite photos, six Dalmatian puppies.

She tapped the photo Onda out.

They came.

Soon, they were full size and on her bedroom floor, one began eating her sandal.

One tutor schoolbag to went under the bed to Plate Chase.

Round and round the room, Nell clapped her hands in delight.

This was so much fun.

She topped photo after photo.

Four grey rabbits, a red parrot, 12 honey pig's 10 kittens but taught us a family of mice.

A baby alpaca whole came to life.

Soon the room was like a zoo, but there was no fighting.

The baby mice climbed all over Arabia, the cat and he simply purred, then now heard something.

Footsteps coming up the stairs and a voice.

Are you ready to go to sleep now?

Mom, back in the book, said now and clapped her hands.

Quick, thes pets turned to smoke and whizzed back into the book.

Well, giggles.

Now I was right.