Yes,” I told the man at the bookstore, “I am the spelling bee champion.
The bookstore was opened as a way of presenting Italian books and culture to Manhattanites.
There were five of them; one was Mary Gay Shipley, of That bookstore in Blytheville, Ark..
What it did not resemble was any other bookstore in the nation.
In her 20s, Avril Haines held erotica readings at the Baltimore bookstore and restaurant she co-owned at the time.
Elfrida ran up stairs, put on her cape and bonnet, ran out to the bookstore, and bought the book.
The first that Rollo entered on arriving at the place was the bookstore.
Ten minutes ago I was passing that bookstore again, and I stepped in and fetched away another copy of that book.
So Mr. George laid down his paper, and followed Rollo out into the bookstore.
I remember once seeing him on his hands and knees under a table in a bookstore.