„Here, read this,” Eric said.
He gave me a book, still wrapped in the bookshop’s bag. I looked at the cover – “The Last Elf”. “What’s the occasion?” “Nothing. I just remembered you wanted to read this, and you seem to be sad lately, so I figured it will cheer you up.” I weighed the book in my arms. In my time, books were used... Sign in to see full entry.