Sea Change Chapter Six
CHAPTER SIX.
John pushed the bookshop door open.
As he did, a distant bell rang, but only just, as if it could barely be bothered. The inside of the shop was dim and smelt of old things, like the last of the autumn leaves crisped by the frost and shattered underfoot. It was divided into half a dozen narrow corridors by rows of shelves that reached to the …
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