/lit/ - Literature

When I was in high school I took a french class and one of my grandma was french. So she would call me and talk to me for hours with me and my father. She would ask me what we were doing in class and all. I already knew french from home so that class was a walk in the park. She was a passionate reader and had rooms after rooms in her house filled with books. She would send me one by the mail after speaking to her on the phone and then when she would call again she would ask me to summarise the book to her. So since I didnt read the book I would start improvising and invent the plot and say a lot of inventions. She would laugh and she sounded amused. Back in the day I had a feeling she knew I was making it up but now in hindsight I perfectly know she knew that I didn't read the books.
I feel a bit bad tho guys. Now I love reading and I would of love talking to her about french litterature. And also I lied to her about reading what she would send me. Yes it was innocent but still maybe she thought those books were good and helpful for my young spirit to grow. What would I do to find what she use to send me and I would read them to honor her and pardoned my lying sins.