So Neil Gaiman is coming to my local bookstore Friday. (The bookstore won the visit by winning a competition to sell the most copies of The Ocean at the End of the Lane in December. It's a tiny bookstore. I have no idea how it managed to win.) I have purchased a copy of Trigger Warning to get into the signing line. I asked Nixie, who is the real fan, which other book she would like me to get signed if we're allowed to bring in other books. She said The Day I Swapped My Dad For Two Goldfish, which we all loved when she and Mungo were little.
I can't find our copy. R, Neal's girlfriend, offered to swap her copy for mine; that is, she would give me hers, and I would take it to get signed, and whenever mine turned up she would take it in exchange.
Nixie's relationship with R is kind of fraught, I think mostly because Neal handled introductions badly. Nixie and I talked about it over winter break, and I think things improved, but now R is moving in with Neal, so...
...yeah, never mind, I don't need to ask. This is a bad idea.
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