i’m at the bookstore and i just met a very serious eight-year-old boy in a tiny tweed suit and a light pink button-down shirt who asked me to help him find:
-crime and punishment
-eugene onegin
-a hero of our time
-the call of cthulu
-end of watch by stephen king
also met his very tired mother, who was wearing a purple fleece jacket. the little boy exasperatedly corrected her on her pronunciation of “onegin.” i promise you i am not making up one word of this.
i asked him if he wanted recommendations and he said, in a deep, forceful voice, “NO”