I just picked up my copy of part II of ‘Killing Commendatore’ . I wrote about part I here.
I had a voucher to pick it up. So as I approached the cashier we had some small-talk about it and how she would have to scan the voucher in the cash register.
What followed seemed like a conversation straight out of the book.
‘Would you like a bookmark to go with that?, the cashier asked me.
´Here is one with a cat on it.’
‘Considering the writer, that would be appropriate’, I replied in an unusual sense of wittiness.
‘Are there no cats in there then?’ , she said.
‘I haven’t seen one up till now, but I will be sure to let you know when I do.’
As I walked towards the exit I had a big smile on my face…