I returned a passel of books to the library and took out another mickle of books. Suppose I picked up one book and after ten pages decided that it didn't fit my need at the moment? What if I didn't have another one to peruse?
What is there about library books that trumps the not-yet read books on my own bookshelf? And I like those books.
Having something to fall back on, something that means you won't be caught shorthanded--
My mother always suggested that I should always have mad money on me--not to spend, but to have if necessary.
"Tuck it in your wallet."
Books on my shelf are like mad money.
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