Stopping in at the library I breeze past the trolleys, trolleys and more trolleys of books for sale and return one item due today, then pick up two more.
On my way out I glance at the books for sale…I don’t need any of the offerings and I’ve probably read everything I’d be interested in anyway. A couple titles catch my eye and I notice the excellent condition of most. They look new. They are new!
I have a minute. I shouldn’t. I could take a quick look. I have no room for books.
“Come on in, baby.” Temptation breathes in my ear.
I enter the crowded roped-off area.
I step over boxes of books around the first table. Literature. Oh, I haven’t read that in years! I glance at the contents and smile. Oh, this book is beautiful too. And more! Classics. Oh, they’re selling this one too?
“Look at this!” The guy beside me calls excitedly to his friend across the table. “I just looked down at this box and there it was!” He waves his prize triumphantly before adding it to the stacks overflowing his folding shopping cart.
“Shhh. Calm down,” his friend says. “People are starting to stare.”
“They’re just checking to see what they missed,” I laugh.
I pick up The Letters of Kingsley Amis. I haven’t seen this before. Who knows when I’ll come across it again. I tuck it under my arm. The Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. How have I not read his poetry? That’s just wrong. I place it on top of Letters. Oh! Encyclopedia of Literary Characters. Who knew such a thing existed? I balance the heavy volumes and reach for a fourth book. Encyclopedia falls.
“It’s just three more…what’s three more?” Temptation whispers.
Wow, three big books in under three minutes at table one. How did that happen?
“Imagine what’s waiting for you in the rows, stacks and boxes of Fiction, Non-Fiction, Science, Art, Do-It-Yourself, Health and Wellness, Music, History, Graphic Novels…and you didn’t even finish Literature….”
I must leave.
“Ohhh, baby, don’t go,” Temptation purrs.
I weave through crowds of people stashing books into shopping bags, folding carts, cardboard boxes, crates on skateboards, and a red wagon.
“We’re just getting started,” he drawls.