Jul 10
Ilya worked in the store Shane’s parents owned. He regularly helped Shane’s dad sort through piles of recently acquired old books. He often carried deliveries inside for Shane’s mom. Still, it was strange to see Ilya sitting at their dining room table, in their house, across from Shane’s parents. Shane came back from the kitchen with the basket of garlic bread and nearly stumbled at the sight of this huge Russian man sitting in one of the old, creaking, wooden dining chairs Shane had been sitting in his whole life.
gluing the pieces into a book i have - chapter three on AO3
