Love in a Used Bookstore

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The bell hanging on the door rang
As a young woman came in the door.

She sniffed delicately
as she entered the used book store

“How I love the smell of old books!”

She walked to the desk where the manager sat,
Cleared her throat from the slight dust in the air,
And boldly said to the manager, “I’m looking for a job.”

“I can’t help you, miss, we haven’t been very busy lately.
We might have to close our doors.”

There was a smile in his eyes that didn’t match his matter-of-fact statement.

“But I have another job that you might qualify for.
Are you free next Friday night for a date?”

I didn’t see that coming!

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About lana1967

I'm a Southern girl at heart who wants to build a community of people who believe they can change the world with words like "love" and "freedom" when they become more than words, but actions in our work and our daily lives.
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