When he gets home, Joseph tosses his "gifts" to the side. Another pile of books for the local library was ready, courtesy of his coworkers.
Honestly, he wasn’t sure why they focused on him being partially Japanese, but ignored the Canadian side of his heritage. He couldn’t read half of what they, Connelly and the other beat cops mostly, gave him, and he hoped the foreign language part of the library appreciated the manga.
Pausing at the bookcase, Joseph browsed his pitiful collection of French novels, before settling on a favourite.
He’d always been a fan of ‘Le Petit Prince’.