One summer day, in July 2004, I was restocking books in the children's section and a handsome man came through the store, looking for a book about cats. While chatting, he mentioned that one of his favourite books was Salem's Lot. I always like receiving book suggestions, but I hoped to see this man again, and decided to read the book that he'd recommended. Hopefully, he'd come into the store again one day, and I wanted to be able to tell him that I'd loved the book he suggested. After all, having a similar taste in books is a good sign of compatibility, right?
