E-ternally Yours, More or Less


It turns out that a love of reading seems to require an inevitable fondness for real estate. Face it: If you love books, you want to own them. It’s just part of the experience of knowing a book. It’s as predictable as toast making crumbs.

And owning books, my friends, takes space. Real estate. It even explains the abandoned, book-filled trailer my husband discovered in a field one day. He found it odd.

OK, he found it really weird.

I, however, needed no explanation. My only question was what was going to happen to all those books?

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