Chapter 83
I scanned the page quickly and said, “Yeah, that looks good.”
“This book is a keeper, so I’ll set it aside.”
“How about this one?” I said, holding up the book I’d been perusing.
And so it went for quite a while. When he had a stack of six books in front of him, he said, “I’m ready when you are.”
“I thought you were going to limit yourself to four books? That’s a lot of money.”
{Don’t spoil this for me, Quentin. Besides, when have you known me to spend money recklessly? And don’t mention my car—I had to scrimp and save money from my part-time job in order to buy my old car, and I look at the new car as an investment in trouble-free driving.}
{Ya got me there, babe. Okay, let’s check out of here and go find something to eat.}
In the parking lot, Nate said, “You drive. I wanta look at these books.”
“Sure. Do you want to eat here in Asheville or wait until we’re back in Maggie Valley?”