this was very strange - i was coming out of work the other night after a wine & cheese party that my company had (translation: a little tipsy), pressed for the elevator and when i got inside and the door closed, i realized (through my haze) that there was a copy of “the shop on blossom street” on the floor…
i had been wanting to read it, since you all had been discussing it a while back, so i grabbed it and read it (very fast read)…
I had a similar experience with that book. Out of the blue, a co-worker who had recently moved and was getting rid of excess belongings said she had a book for me. When she brought it over, it was “The Shop on Blossom Street,” which I’d been meaning to read. Interesting.