The first call this morning was from a guy looking for a hard-to-find mystery. He was excited that we had it. He’d been calling all around without success. “I’d be happy to hold this for you,” I told him.
“No, I’m reading something already,” he answered.
The first visitor was a young woman looking for a copy of “Gulliver’s Travels.”
“Here you go,” I said, handing her one.
“No, I already have that one,” she said.
I’m going to close up, go home, get in bed and bite my pillow.