Today I went to the DI on my lunch break. There was a really old woman looking at the books too, kinda blocking my view of the books. She was adorable so I didn't mind too much. Bright white curly hair, eyeshadow and mascara even though she had to be pushin 85. She stood up suddenly and turned around and said to an elderly man "Make yourself useful darling, carry my books" and he smiled and took her books and continued to watch her look for more.
I giggled out loud.
When I am 85 I better have a husband to drive me to thrift stores and carry my books.