This morning i took a walk, music played in my ears drowning out the passing cars. My feet moved swiftly, pounding the pavement to the new beat. I found myself in a used bookstore. Shelves fully stacked with endless novels, piles upon piles of stories awaiting a young lass like myself to dive into the filled pages. I ended up with 3 buys. The first pick is dear to my heart and brings back a flood of memories, The Box Car Children: Mystery Ranch by Gertrude Chandler Warner. My Second find was a most delightful one, its called Adventures in the Open...published in 1935. It's brilliant. Last yet far from least, i dug through the stacks of books lifted up a few boxes and there it was at the bottom, staring me in face saying "i've been waiting for you, it's about time." This one in particular i have very much anticipation to read. I am currently a wee bit in love with the movie. It's none other than Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. The journey home began, smile plastered upon my face and a glimmer in my eye. Success was mine!