Bedtime Story: The Enchanted Bookshop – Night 16
Once Upon a Time…
Sven knew his grandfather had served in the European theater in WWII. What he didn’t know—and what an aging parcel of letters proved—was that his grandfather had fallen deeply in love with a beautiful Swedish woman living in Paris. The letters told of a brief but passionate affair and a commitment to meet on a certain date and time. From there, the story stopped. Sven’s eyes burned and his throat felt tight. His grandfather had never told anyone about this, he was sure of it. And now he was living the same experience.
Sven continued to explore the contents of the box, pausing to read highlighted passages and marginal notes his grandfather had made in The Power of Positive Thinking and The Power of Now. His grandfather’s philosophy of life was clear: help others and you’ll help yourself. He rubbed his hand over his eyes and looked at the bedside clock: it was three o’clock in the morning. He was replacing the last item into the box—a copy of a phone book for Uppsala, Sweden, from 1938—when the front cover fell open and there, in the upper right hand corner, was his name.
Copyright 2014 by Barbara Hinske