Simple Words From A Stranger Can Change A Day
Nov 1 · 2 min read
I sat staring at the cover of an unopened book waiting for my plane, absent-mindedly. The book Beartown by Fredrick Backman, which I bought from a lovely little independent book store, did have a beautiful cover but that’s not why I was staring at it. I was sad to be leaving again.
A lovely woman said over the noise of the airport, that I’d love the book sitting in my lap as I sat…


