Bethany had just finished her breakfast when she yelled to her dad in the living room that she was going to go ride her bike. He told her to be safe, and reminded her to take her phone. She enjoyed the freedom of the weekends so much. Sure, her schoolwork would pay off and she enjoyed learning new things, but sometimes Bethany felt like she just needed to play and imagine and let her mind wander. It was something her dad didn't quite understand. She wanted the rewards of growing up without actually having to grow up and be boring. She wanted the car her dad promised to get her if she did well in school, but she wasn't looking forward to being responsible enough to drive it. In any event, she walked her bike out of their nice suburban home and took off in the direction of a great place to let one's imagination get some exercise; the Library.