The Boy in the Bookshop: A Short Story. Katey Lovell
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The Boy at the Bookshop
The Meet Cute Series
KATEY LOVELL
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For David and Zachary, my two favourite boys
Contents
Coming Soon from Katey Lovell …
The Boy in the Bookshop
The Boy at the Beach
The Boy at the Bakery
The Boy on the Bus
The Boy with the Board
The Boy with the Boxes
The Boy at the BBQ
The Boy under the Mistletoe
The Boy and the Bridesmaid
He wasn’t my usual type. He didn’t have the tattoos and piercings which were guaranteed to make my heart beat that little bit faster for a start. He looked like a ‘nice boy’. In fact, I’d go as far as saying he was borderline geeky.
He wouldn’t stand out in a crowd, but for some inexplicable reason, I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
I worked at Beautiful Books, a used bookstore in the town centre, every Saturday. It was the perfect job for me as I absolutely adore books; always have, ever since my Mum read me Charlie and the Chocolate Factory when I was six years old. And used books were extra special, their cracked spines and dog-eared pages signs that they’d been loved, the musty scent clinging to their pages, the smell of times gone by.
There’s nothing quite like picking up a book and wondering where it had first been bought – who by, for what purpose. Every so often I’d come across one that was inscribed, Carol Arthur, Class 5B
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