A teenage girl tried to steal a book, but the brooch she gave me made me lose my job and start a whole new life!
The late afternoon sunlight spilled through the tall, grime-streaked windows of the bookstore, casting golden rays that danced with the motes of dust hovering over the classics section. I moved among the shelves as I always did, sliding leather-bound books back into place, relishing the quiet. To me, a bookstore was more than a shop;…