Whispers From the Bookstore
In moments when the silence breaks.
- •"Everything's 20 percent off."Woman who owns the bookstore ducked her head out to let me in on the sale. Felt startled and delighted.
- •"Don't be sorry. I'm just meandering."Apologized to teenage boy for being in the way. Felt stuck on the word meandering. My brain went back to hunting for another treasure.
- •"*long sigh* I didn't find anything." – brown hair boy to brown hair girl
- •"Did you read Patrimony?" – my brother
- •Items to purchase: Delta of Venus by Anaïs Nin, Portnoy's Complaint by Philip Roth, If Beale Street Could Talk by James Baldwin
- •"James Baldwin. Good choice."
- •"You were looking for her (Anaïs Nin) last time. When this came in I thought of you."Surprised she remembered. The incident happened 4 months ago.
- •No comment for Philip Roth. I don't know how the woman feels about him.
- •"Please come back. The sale is going to continue."