I have spent a lot of time with my sisters in the last week. We had some great talks Sometimes you just talk and talk and talk but if you listen you might hear a good story or two.
A few years ago I was in one of my favorite places, the Book Cellar in the public library where they sell books at incredibly low prices with an eclectic selection. One afternoon I was shown a first edition of Anne Rice's' The Vampire Lestat. I purchased it. It was in wonderful condition, only a little wear and tear on the dust jacket. At one time I was a huge Anne Rice fan. Read everything she wrote and stood in line several times to have her sign books. My sister "Omega" is a fan too. I was telling her about "Lestat" and she told me that I was so lucky, that Lestat was her favorite Anne Rice book.
That Christmas I gave the book to her. It was so rewarding. One of the best gifts I have ever given due to her astonishment. I totally caught her off guard. I could not believe I was giving away a first edition Anne Rice...but, that's love.
Last year we had a huge ice storm in Kentucky that knocked out the electricity in several neighborhoods. Omega was moving into a brand new house. For some reason their basement flooded. Her husband Karl had placed the boxes of books in the basement and the worst happened.....the book was ruined. It took Omega months to be able to tell me, and when she did, she cried. She was so angry with Karl, angry with herself, angry with Mother Nature. The book meant a lot to her, and it was destroyed.
This Christmas morning she received the most wonderful Christmas present from the most wonderful guy. Karl had found another first edition on E-Bay ("don't even ask me how much he had to pay for it!!!!!!") and gave it to her, surprised her with it. Told her how much he loved her with it.