So there I was at the flea market, buying a cup and saucer,
When a dealer grabbed a bunch of paperback books from a overturned box, and threw them into the back of his truck.
They were not your everyday-run-in-the-mill-type-of-books either,
No sir-ee, these books were old….
In my excitement, I nearly dropped the cup and saucer, and instead spitted out:
"Hey-hey-hey, what are you doing with those books?"
"Throwing them away." He answered.
"Throwing them away!! You cannot throw them away! Those books are nearly two hundred years old! I’ll buy them!" I offered, like a hyper-active, enthusiastic buyer. Giving him every opportunity to sock a price to me.
He looked at me like I had a screw loose.
Adding double measure to his impression of me, I repeated the same request, "Please, let me buy them from you?!"
"Buy them? Are you kidding, I’ll give them to you."
Happy me, saving history from the flames of the incinerator.
Photo: A stack of 18th century, French paperback books… standing proud and pretty with the other antique paperback books that I have at my house.
p.s. Shelley told me to tell you that she received many many wonderful emails, and that she is overwhelmed by the outpouring of generous love that she felt from you. Thank you !!
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