She hadn't even considered that YC wouldn't be welcome. He was the anchor that kept her from drifting away when it was discovered she would have no memories of her life before the accident.
"Give in and buy an e-reader," she advised, still scratching YC's ears. "You won't get away from them now. They're better for your briefcase anyway. Our place will be full of the real thing. The shop is branching out into estate sales, which is why I'm running it more these days. Nigel lugs back boxes of old books he can't live without. Wait until I show you the 19th century illustrated Gothic mystery I talked him into letting me have as a bonus. It's gorgeous. I'm almost afraid to read it."
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