The dusty shop hadn't seen a customer in weeks... and it wasn't about to.
I was catching up with a few old friends in the paper's obituary section when I saw the light shine through the open door. And when I heard his voice I knew the shop bell had rung with the gentle chime of death.
The only question was whose.
"How can I help you, sir?"
The accent was perfection. On a good day I could even fool myself.
"If you're a collector by any chance, we've got a remarkable set of encyclopaedias in the back; all first editions, excellent condition."
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I was catching up with a few old friends in the paper's obituary section when I saw the light shine through the open door. And when I heard his voice I knew the shop bell had rung with the gentle chime of death.
The only question was whose.
"How can I help you, sir?"
The accent was perfection. On a good day I could even fool myself.
"If you're a collector by any chance, we've got a remarkable set of encyclopaedias in the back; all first editions, excellent condition."