Tuesday, October 7, 2014
A Bouquet of Books
I went to the library today for some books to read on an upcoming trip. Lo and behold, I stumbled into the last days of the Friends of the Library sale. I checked my purse but I only had ninety cents in cash; so even though the books were delightfully inexpensive, I only came home with two. I mentioned to my husband that I might stop by the library tomorrow afternoon to pick up one or two other books I had left behind for lack of sufficient funds. Even though it was dinnertime, he insisted we drop everything and return to the library immediately. An hour later, I walked out of the building with a smile on my face and four more books.
"That was romantic," I said to my husband as we walked to the car. "I would rather get a bouquet of books than a bouquet of flowers."
"I know," he said, smiling. "I know you."