PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Audra and Pete entered the store, doing their best not to jostle the merchandise. Narrow paths wound between piles of stuff.
Pete was disgusted. “I’ll never understand why you love death traps like this! Nothing but disorganized trash!”
“Hush, Pete! You’re insulting.”
“Bah! Let’s go!”
“No, wait–oh, Pete! Look at this!” Audra held up a faded book, her eyes shining with delight.
“What, an old useless book?”
“No! Pete–LOOK! I think it’s a part of the first-run printing of this author! Look at the date, and check out the typeface!”
Pete looked, and smiled.