Cep, what next and yellow spine.

1. He sees that I'm carrying a large and tasty mushroom that I have found on the common, and I see that he sees, and we both smile.

2. We come to the end of our book, and spend some time speculating about loose threads and whether there might be a sequel.

3. The plot of the book I'm reading (to myself) twists suddenly in my hands: a quiet side character acts with unexpected agency, and puts herself in peril. Now I'm desperate to keep reading, and my eyes keep getting drawn to the book's yellow spine.

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