This is not Monday, but — Monday was the first day the bookstore was open for customers. It was a partial opening, and will remain so for a while; while we’re allowed to open, the list of conditions for safe opening require a lot of social distancing, sterilizing of things people touch, and face masks. And people :). Our store is not physically large, so at the moment we’re taking appointments in 30 minute blocks, for a max of 3 people in the store. Also: hand sanitizer is used on entry to the store, and face masks are necessary.
Having said all that, it was nice to see people in the store again :)
I was hot and surprisingly tired and came home and fell over, so I missed Monday.
So, today’s not-Monday short story is When a Child Cries. It was written at the request of Richard Gilliam, someone I knew only through GEnie. And it was still short.
As usual the .pdf is here; links to the book available at the usual places here.
I’ll bet that your customers were almost teary at being able to do something so… normal as going to their favorite bookstore, even with those restrictions.