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We wondered about the origin of the
new sign down at the Read Me Now bookstore. Sarah McKinley has had
the place for about five years now and has become a real asset to
our valley. If you’re looking for a book, she either has it or you
don’t need to read it.
She is picky, of course, and tends to buy the kind of books she
thinks we should read and not always the ones we’d like to read.
Fortunately for her, enough of us agree with her choices that we
have kept her in business.
There’s speculation about the new sign, naturally. The word got out
around the valley about ten minutes after she hung it up, which is
probably pretty slow for news to spread around here. She might have
done it during a playoff game.
We all made the pilgrimage into the store to glance at it. No one
was crass enough to actually ask Sarah about the wording on the
sign. For one thing, it’s none of our business, really. Not that
that would stop us. But if we pried, that would take away all the
fun we’d have out of speculating about it (sometimes known as
gossip) at the barbershop, coffee shop, hair stylists and kitchens
throughout the local realm.
I’ve heard through a good source (who swears it’s true) that the
sign is a direct result of a broken heart when that fellow who used
to come see Sarah moved out of state. That isn’t actual evidence, of
course, but evidence would require asking Sarah about the sign, and
that would spoil the fun.
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Some say Sarah had problems with
men at an even earlier age, and a few of our local ladies claim to
have seen photographs in Sarah’s apartment of several former swains.
(Is the plural of swain swine?)
I’ve caught Sarah looking at us as we glance at the sign when we
come in. I believe I’ve seen a semi smirk on her face at those
times, too. But at any rate, I don’t know of another bookstore that
has a sign proclaiming one wall of books as being in the category of
“Love and other Fiction.” [Text from file received from
Slim Randles]
Brought to you by
any love secret you might have come across in Slim Randles’ book
“Growing Up Right.”
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