i was aghast.
i had just finished our book club book of 500+ pages in 2 sittings.
i rushed to half price books to pick the second & third in the trilogy.
i had in mind that the author's last name was myers.
as i arrived slightly out of breath at the "m's" in the young adult fiction section, the only book series i saw were a little series called twilight.
oh! the agony. what to do?
since i didn't see the hunger games anyways, i slowly walked out. dejected. ashamed of myself.
then i accidentally drove straight to book people.
i found myself walking expectantly towards the "m's" but still couldn't find what i knew i shouldn't have.
twist:
an employee at book people asked if he could help me with anything. i sheepishly said i was looking for the hunger games by stephanie myers. he relieved my agony and said that the series was actually written by suzanne collins and that it was quite popular among more well read patrons of the store.
then i paid $19.95 for a book for the first time in my life.
i justified it by buying the third in the trilogy online with an amazon.com gift card.
the end.
