I love, love, love the library book store in my tiny hometown. Rather than having a yearly or twice yearly sale, the "friends of the library" open up this little book store one day a week for a few hours. I go once every month or two and buy a bunch. Because I love hearing my friends and family complain about having to lift 52,341 heavy boxes of books every time that I move. Anyhoo, prices are cheap. The lady working at the store (incidentally, she was my first-grade teacher) tried to charge me $4 for this stack. "How about $5?" I asked, feeling guilty for spending so little and getting so much. Then I just gave her a ten and told her to keep it. I am terrified that they will close this place down, so I try to donate something extra every time that I'm there. Also, I seem to be the kiss of death for stores. If I love it, it will close.
So I say keep the change as long as you keep your doors open and let me feed my addiction.
1 comment:
Ha..ha... Good thing one of us has some control when it comes to books. ;-) I'm not saying that Laura Lippman book was mine, but it COULD have been, since I used to have a copy... Looks like you got some really good ones this time. I need to get back out there soon.
Auntie T.
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