I had money on a gift card that was not going anywhere, and a whole day at the Promenade. The Promenade is sort of our shopping center, and I hardly ever get to go.
So I got out of the car heading to the bookstore with glee. I knew exactly what I was going to get. Oh, but you know I can not just tell you.
First step into Barnes and Noble... wow that's a lot of books.
Second step into Barnes and Noble... where do I start?
There were so many categories and subsections I did not know where to go.
The coolest thing about the store was their new electronic search computers. Type in Eva Ibbotson: the book I was looking for was in teen romance. Teen romance? I did not think it would have been put under that category.
But, anyway, I got the book, and it did not matter what category it was under, as long as I had it.
Along with A Countess Below Stairs, I got The Secret of Chimneys by Agatha Christie.
($1.09 left on my gift card... what to do, what to do)