When the bell rang, most of the class rushed outside, but Tane stayed in the library a little longer. He had chosen a book about dolphins and was tracing the pictures with his finger. “You can take that home if you want,” said the librarian. Tane shook his head, smiled, and tucked the book carefully under his arm. He walked out slowly, glancing back at the shelves as if he already knew he would return the next day.