He was young—late twenties—with a coat that looked too expensive for the weather and a face that looked too tired for his age. He didn't browse. He marched straight to the counter.
"Doesn't matter," the man said. He looked around wildly. "My life is a mess. I just got fired. My fiancée left me. I feel like I'm... untethered. Someone said you could put the books in order for me." trudi cavanagh books in order
"What is it?"
She placed the book on a small altar beneath it. He was young—late twenties—with a coat that looked
"You're cruel," Elias said, slamming the navy book onto the counter. "I hated him. I hated the main character. He trapped himself inside his own creation. It was maddening." " Elias said