He fairly sings my name.
Long time no see, he says. I moved away from the area so I don't get to come in any more.
This is strange I think, as I pass him every Sunday on my way to the shop.
Is buisiness booming?! he asks.
Are you slaying the might of amaz*n?! he says.
In a manner of speaking, I say.
This is very odd, I think, for although he was once a regular customer, it must be ten years since I sold him a book.
Booming, slaying, I think, and then I realise; he is with a WOMAN.