Tag Archives: Finishing a book

Tell Me It Isn’t So

So a few days ago, I’m at the post office mailing three packages. The twenty-plus-year-old behind the counter asks the usual question. “Anything perishable, fragile, etc. etc.?” “Nope. Only books,” I say. She stops and looks at the size of … Continue reading

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