You know about some things. Because you work at the library you read lots of books. You know about art collectors and stamp collectors and antique collectors. You know about those people who collect figurines and ceramics and little owls or chickens or pigs. You know that Gibson collects pebbles because when you come home from your walks he drops them from his mouth, pebbles from the lawns, and piles them on the front porch in the corner.
You have never been one for collecting. In fact, you often throw more out than you bring home. Your house is minimally furnished. Only the necessities. A table. A chair. A reading lamp. A bed. And after your wife died you got rid of all her figurines and her knick-knacks.
When she was alive and her friends came over they would laugh at how you straight
