Alfred Zector, book collector

In his warm, weathered house, stuffed in crannies and nooks, were heaps, rows, and stacks of beloved bound books.
The only thing that brings Alfred Zector joy is collecting books. And so he sets out on a mission to collect every last one, until his home on the hill is stretched at the seams with books big and small. But what happens when the rest of the townspeople have nothing left to read? In this clever rhyming story, Alfred Zector discovers what it means to find true joy in a good book.