By Misty Bernall. How does a crimoir by the mother of a murdered student at Columbine High come to feature a foreword by Madeleine L'Engle? What exactly was the previous owner eating (see pics) and how did this eastern-Ohio individual end up doing in trigonometry (see pics again)?
I can't answer any of that; I can tell you that the book wears its own story pretty obviously, with some stains, edgewear and rubbing to the spine, and many notes, including phone numbers and math problems. Sometimes that's fun to think about, though, and if you like to contemplate a book's journey to your shelf, look no further.