An Unsuitable Boy
An Unsuitable Boy
I pay and leave. The next time I pass that way the book sale is gone but one of its placards is still there: never judge a book by its cover. It is faded and hanging loose, just about to fall off any day.
I pay and leave. The next time I pass that way the book sale is gone but one of its placards is still there: never judge a book by its cover. It is faded and hanging loose, just about to fall off any day.