Brenda set up in the dining room. Andy placed the book on the table in front of her and her eyes widened. She placed her hands on the cover and felt it before opening it to the first page.
“So? Can you tell if it’s an original or not?” Andy asked eagerly.
“Well, it’s difficult,” Brenda said. “And I’m not an expert on books. If a person wants to know if a book is authentic, they’ll compare it to known originals. Type of ink used, the feel of the cover, thickness of the pages, that sort of thing. There is no original to compare this to. For all I know, this could be the only copy in existence.”
“So, if you can’t tell it’s authentic, why did you come all the way out to here to look at it?”
“What I said is, I’m not an expert on books. What I’m doing here is looking at the spells it contain
