This is lame, there is nothing good here Tony Barton thought, as he skimmed the book titles. This book mobile and the books in it are probably older than the school janitor. If they want us to do book reports, they could at least give us interesting books to read.
A friendly young librarian walked over and asked; "can I help you find something?"
Tony replied; "Yeah, you got anything from this century?" He said. Then louder and with some profanity, he stated how he felt about the books, making his friends burst out in laughter.
She walked over and leaned up close and told him, "You’re right, these are all older books, but I know of a book that you would like. My sister runs a book store in town called The Writers Craft and she will hook you up. Tell her Ann sent you."
"Is she as cute as you, because if she is, I'm there,” he said with a grin on his face.
"Go see her, you won't be disappointed," she said as she winked at him.
Tony strutted off the book mobile; he always did get along good with the girls. It was everyone else he had a problem with. His next period was math class. He decided to ditch that and visit the librarian's sister.
He walked a couple blocks, then found the little book store. You gotta be kidding me, he thought as he looked in the window. This is a christian book store! He didn't even want anyone to see him go in there. At least all his friends were in class. He went inside, looking at name tag of the girl behind the counter, he said "Hi Camille." She was much older than the sister who he thought was cute.
"Do I know you," she asked?
"Ann from the book mobile said that you would have a book that I would like instead of those old crusty ones she was trying to pawn off," he replied.
"What are you some kind of sicko?" She asked, as she ran into the back crying?
Dumbfounded, he walked out of the store. The woman was obviously mental. He lit up a cigarette and sat down on a nearby bench. He didn't have a book for the report, but what difference did it make, he was failing most of his classes anyway. It would be another reason for the old man to beat him some more.
As he stamped his cigarette on the ground, Camille came out and asked "how do you know of my sister?"
"Look, he said, I don't know what your problem is, but I already told you, she told me to come here because you would have a good book for me."
She looked down at the ground. "My sister has been dead for ten years now. She is in heaven, so I don't know who you talked to, but it wasn't her. Here, take this book, you should like it." She handed him The Cross and the Switchblade book, and mumbled, "it was one of Ann's favorite books."
"That's impossible," Tony said! "I saw her and she told me to come here. What happened to her?"
"A drunk driver named Michael Barton hit her as she was walking home from college," she replied.
"I gotta go," Tony said. He was upset and confused. He ran back to school. Luckily the book mobile had not left yet. He went in and looked for Ann but she was not there. He asked the driver where she was, but was told that there was no one named Ann working there.
He went to his friends, but no one remembered seeing the girl he described. They told him, "Dude, we thought you were acting weird".
That night Tony spent the whole night reading the book. He had never believed in God, but as the words penetrated, he knew he wanted something better. Anything would be better. Almost on queue, Mike, his father who was drunk again began screaming at his mother. He knelt down beside his bed and prayed for the first time in his life.
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