Anas stood to watch the shaking of the branches from the kitchen window, the kitchen was warm. Safiya’s stories and her husband about the past were kind and intimate. Anas gently put a cup of tea on the end of the table and whispered to his grandfather: Let's go to the library, Grandpa. Grandpa became nervous and told him: This time you should go alone. Anas admired that he knows his keen interest in his books, and never let him go to the library alone 'but took the key and ran to the library, while the three - the grandfather' Safiya 'and her husband Ragheb - watched him from behind the glass of the kitchen window overlooking the garden, and if he turned to them their eyes would frighten him ! But he did not looked back.