The beginning...
There is something about Piper. Piper is always in a hurry. It does not matter if it is during the morning, or during the afternoon. It does not matter if it is during the week, or on the weekend. It does not matter if it is in the summer, fall, winter or spring. It just does not matter, because when it comes to Piper, he is always in a hurry.

On that Wednesday afternoon Piper, in a hurry as usual, stepped into the “Paper and Ink”. The “Paper and Ink” is a tiny, out-of-the-way bookstore on the corner of Sweeney and Griffin streets. Tiny might be an understatement–it is probably only about 14 feet wide by 30 feet long; that, for a bookstore is miniscule!

But, as small as it is, there is no place he likes to visit more. He parks himself next to a stack of dusty old National Geographic magazines going back to the 40s. Or thumbs through mismatched volumes of the Britannica. Books hold such fascination for him that the hours swim by with him immersed in countless adventures… places to visit, things to do, people to meet.

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Mr M said…
Wow! This is hard work. It sounds so much easier when you are reading someone else's stuff. DM

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