CHAPTER 9: The Old Bookstore
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Their first stop was the bookstore.
The same bookstore they had visited as teenagers.
The owner recognized them immediately.
"Daniel?"
Daniel smiled.
"Mr. Harris."
The old man stared at him.
"Look at you."
Emma laughed.
"He hasn't changed."
Mr. Harris smiled.
"You two used to spend hours here."
"We still do."
Daniel picked up a novel.
Emma recognized it.
"You still haven't read that?"
"I read it."
"All of it?"
"Eventually."
"How eventually?"
"Last year."
Emma laughed.
Mr. Harris watched them with a knowing smile.
"You two were always meant to find your way back."
Emma looked at Daniel.
He smiled.
Maybe the old man was right.
They spent the afternoon walking through the aisles.
Daniel showed her books he had read overseas.
Emma showed him books she loved.
They talked about everything they had missed.
The jobs.
The cities.
The people.
The relationships.
The disappointments.
The dreams.
At the end of the afternoon, Daniel bought the novel they had argued about as teenagers.
"Why are you buying it?"
"Because this time, I'm taking it with me."
Emma smiled.
"Good."
At the end of the afternoon, Daniel bought the novel they had argued about as teenagers.
"Why are you buying it?"
"Because this time, I'm taking it with me."
Emma smiled.
"Good."
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