Tome to Tomb by ACF Bookens

Author:ACF Bookens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andi Cumbo-Floyd

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Bear came as soon as I texted and picked up the vial. He didn’t ask questions beyond what I was looking for, and all I could tell him was that the patient had had cancer but that he’d started coughing and complaining of stomach pain that seemed out of the ordinary.

“That’s enough to go on. I’ll get a full panel worked up on rush. Have you some results in the morning.” Bear hugged me.

12

Wednesday is that day of the week that I usually feel myself waning. The big joy of new book releases on Tuesday has passed, and we’re not into the weekend burst of sales. So I often take Wednesdays and do some maintenance for the store – check our inventory, plan a new window display, look at what book event I could schedule.

So that’s what I did. I ordered books, and I planned a snow-related window display for after the holidays. I was eager to feature Billy Coffey’s Snow Day since I’d just come across his work and was loving the sort of supernatural timbre and mountain folklore of his stories. Then, I decided to see if I could get him to come read for us in the new year and was delighted when he immediately replied to my email and said yes.

Between those tasks and chatting with customers who stopped by my throne, where I’d added a lap blanket, a side table, and a foot stool just to completely own my incapacitated status, I totally forgot to check the ticket sales for the John Green event until late afternoon. And when I did, I let out a loud whoop and got stares from customers and employees alike.

Tiffany trotted over – the woman ran everywhere – and said, “So what brings about that shout of delight?”

I was fairly bouncing in my thoroughly padded seat. “We’ve sold out for the Green event already. I can’t believe it.”

“Are you kidding? I’m not that much of a reader,” she blushed, “No offense – and even I know John Green’s books. Plus, do you know how many teenagers just begged their parents for an early Hanukkah or Christmas present? I’m not surprised at all.”

“Well, when you put it that way . . .” I stood up and stretched. “Still, that’s a huge relief. That means we’ll have a big donation to give to hospice just from the ticket sales, and anything we make in book sales will be bonus.”

“Speaking of which,” Marcus said as he toted a huge box from the back room. “ The books are here.”

My stomach suddenly plummeted, and then I felt a rush of relief. I had totally forgotten about the books – I mean, I’d ordered them, but with all the events of the past few days, I had totally forgotten to check on the delivery status. Thank goodness they’d arrived. I sat back down as the waves of anxiety passed into peace of mind.

“What do you think we should do with them, Marcus?” I asked because I couldn’t even begin to formulate a plan just then.

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