Plot: The unnamed narrator of this story likes to browse the small independent used bookstore near his work. He’s been there many times before, chatted with the short, gray guy at the front desk. He’s sure Bill—that’s the name of the guy at the counter—has been here for years. He’s always wearing the same fadedContinue reading “Review of “Bookstore” by Jeremiah Minihan”
Reviews of Old and New Stories. Mostly Old 