A New Day

What is better than finding a good used book store?? I’m not really sure that I’ve found anything this side of heaven ;).

Today we were finally able to catch this book store at a time when it was open. That IS, by the way, a classic quality to have– odd, random hours.

I wish i would have had my camera, because i would have taken a picture of us with the lady that ran it. She was a talkative older woman….long skirt, long grey hair, little dog at her feet, wanting to help us in whatever way she could. Although we came 5 minutes before it closed, she turned on all the lights again for us so we could browse.

Tons of books. Books in front of books. Books stacked to the ceiling (too bad i’m so short– it limits my selection). Your eyes scanning, unable to really have good conversation with the person whom you came with because your brain is just processing the titles quickly….and then you see it– a book that you’ve been looking for..or maybe not even looking for, but when you see it, you know you have to have it. Ahhh…what a fabulous moment.

As we check out, she writes the books we bought in a notebook by hand, telling us the price as she goes. Of course, while she’s writing, she also has a lot of questions and some stories to tell. Her first husband being in the Vietnam war….the local easter pageant we just “have to stay for”….our life dreams…route 7 in arkansas….

As we’re waving good-bye, I feel like i’m saying good-bye to a new friend, and as we walk out, I’m suddenly transported back to real life. It kinda seemed like a dream….

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