Most of the time, they're just normal, everyday books.
But every so often, there's a little gem. Something someone used as a bookmark, a note scribbled in the margin, or--my favorite--an inscription.
The book I'm reading now has an inscription that makes me smile and makes me sad and--above all--makes me wonder.
It's more of an apology than an inscription. Maybe Erik thought his dad would inevitably complain about the small print. Or maybe Erik is just very considerate and sincerely searched for a large-print version. Did Erik's dad request the book? What did Erik think his dad would like about it? Did he even like it (it did, after all, end up in a pile of used books). The signoff at the end is very sweet. What kind of relationship did they have?
And I wonder and wonder and wonder.
(And I'll continue to wonder until I'm done with the book--that's how dorky I am.)
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