I hope heaven houses bookstores.
Because I love bookstores.
If I ran away from home, you could probably find me in a bookstore.
Dennis and I bond in bookstores. Even aisles away from each other. One of my favorite date nights. And he loves a cheap night out. Not so cheap, though. I must carry something away, even if I have to furtively buy it and hide it under my shirt. However, he is not the most observant of hair changes, so I could probably just walk out with a book on my head. He'd never notice.
And I make my lists. I'll be back!
After Bible study yesterday, I zipped into Best Buy for a quick purchase. When I left, I swear I saw, just next door, a beckoning Barnes & Noble angel.
Who can resist the call of an angel?
Besides, I had to go to the bathroom.
Once inside I was overcome with colors and smells. Breathtaking! Of the store itself. Not the bathroom.
First I explored the magazine racks. Shiny. Crisp. Except for a few now dampened with drool drips. I quickly hid those behind their brothers and sisters.
Behold! The angel Barista beckoned me with the aroma of fresh gurgling.
I grabbed three writing magazines. Dry ones.
No, wait. Two writing magazines and a U.S. News & World Report special collector's edition--Mysteries of Faith.
So toting my purse, my bag, and my brew on my left, I drifted up and down and all around.
I looked for familiar names. I admired colors and shapes. I stroked spines, pulled books out, balanced them on the shelf--all with my right hand.
Before long, I sank to my knees and set my baggage on the floor. I hugged tomes and caressed pages. I tasted first sentences, chewed on chapter headings, and gulped whole paragraphs. I lost myself in stories and wished for a million dollar gift card.
But time tugged me back, and reluctantly I rose to my feet.
Called out from another near-death experience. To the reality that I needed to pick up Gracee from school.
Goodbye, dear friends.
I'll be back!
When was your last visit to a bookstore? Did you come out empty handed?
"Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?"~Henry Ward Beecher
Copyright © 2009 by Sandra Heska King
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