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Great Expectations The Book's Story Ed
Great Expectations The Book's Story Ed
Mr. Smythe rescued the book from the elements, and like
any good merchant who obtained something for nothing,
set about to sell it.
So the book was carried away from the tunnel entrance.
But don't you fret, reader. It would soon be back.
Mr. Smythe's shop at number 777 was one of those that
had far too many items and far too few shelves. And
while he seemed to know the title and edition of
everything he had and where it sat (as it collected refined
dust), his customers often had few such advantages. And
so it was that Mr. Smythe often kept a rolling cart near
the street (a common enough practice for book
merchants), to entice customers to come inside.
It is patently true that Smythe deemed much that was on
the cart to be of little worth; the old, the battered, the
non-first editions, and the (ahem) free residents of his
shop often held court on the cart, trying to woo
passersby.
And so it was that Devin Wells, age 13, strolled near
number 777, searching for a way to either make a dollar
or steal one. He would have done Fagins gang in Oliver
Twist proud. But of course, even though Devin had
something of an Artful Dodger in him, that was not the
book he was about to cross paths with. (Or, the book
with which he was about to cross paths, as C. Dickens,
the last great mythologist would have written it.)
The book usually sat far above the others on the cart,
standing higher by virtue of it being a rather impressive
hardback amongst at least four paperbacks, a termite
-fin-
No matter where you are in your own fairy tale, I wish you
love. ~Cindy
Originally submitted for Winterfest Online 2014.