Sometimes
horrible things happen to the booklover. Things that only other booklovers can
understand.
When
my husband was going for business trip, he asked me to lend him one of my
books. He is not a booklover, therefore I wanted to give him interesting and
absorbing book that would caught his attention from the first page. So I gave
him my beloved Snowman by Jo Nesbo.
Before his departure, I repeated multiple times that he should take care of the book and
bring it home safe and sound. Needless to say that I had the gut feeling that
something bad was going to happen to my treasured book.
After
my husband arrived to his destination he said that something really bad
happened and begged me not to get angry. Here was what happened to The Snowman. After plane had touched
down, my husband left laptop and the book on his seat and was trying to collect
his hand luggage. In a short moment of inattention, The Snowman was gone in mysterious way! Nobody knew what happened,
nobody seen anything!
I
felt like somebody kidnapped my child. I do not have any kids, but I assume if
I had one I would feel like this. Terrified,
scared, angry and powerless. There was nothing that I could do. There is no
booklovers police that I could call and tell them that some heartless person committed
bookish crime.
The
book was not priceless or rare. I bought it in second hand book store but this
was my beloved book though… it had torn cover and a beautiful old book smell. Ohhh, The
Snowman and I been through so much together! Evenings of passionate reading
and fear to switch off the light afterword! I was covering the book with other
books before I went to the bed because I did not want to see those penetrating
eyes of the woman on the cover. And, I always was watching the entrance door,
the killer would come anytime!
Till today, I am asking myself, what kind of
person could steal somebody’s book? Without a doubt, that person was not a
booklover. A real booklover would never do that. That thief was selfish and heartless book
criminal. Every booklover knows what kind of feeling it is when you lose your
beloved book.
You
deprived me of something so precious. You took from me not only a piece of
paper, but you also kidnapped my dear companion, Harry Hole! Even if I buy
identical copy of The Snowman, it
won’t be the same. Despite all negative feelings that arouse in me after this
horrible incident, I decided to forgive you. I hope you enjoyed the Snowman as much as I did. Be good
for this book, it really deserves it…
And,
small advice to everybody. Never lend your books! Terrible things might happen
if you do!
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