I enter the now famous bookstore, looking for Ma, and Annabelle, who both like to come here often.
It’s much bigger than it looks, and I almost get lost in the the maze-like display of the store. I see a few people here, but not the ones I’m looking for.
Not giving up, I grab a book that looks good, and settle down on a comfy chair in a strategical position, ready to camp here all day until Ma or Annabelle come up.
I open the book, dive my nose in, but keep looking at every new comer that enters the room, ready to talk to Annabelle or Ma.
My dumb butt realizes after a while that I don’t know what they look like, so I grab a piece of cardboard, a pen, and improvise a makeshift sign that says “50% off if your name is Ma or Annabelle”
I settle it in my field of view, hoping that one of the girls will go “Oh! Cool!” when they see my fake promotion… insert evil laugh here
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A Collection of Books on the Wall
Owl of Next Year
Wolves and Wives
Lyrics of Early Mid-Century Poetry
Nelton’s Rules of Engagement
Body of Lies
Cooking for the Young Touched
Meeting In My Past: A Novel
Early Childhood Changes