Chapter 2. Rules Broken.

Caleb wanted to jump in such excitement. But decided to nod his head instead. “So many customers (before my shop was hidden) are interested in my book, so I hid it somewhere I thought was well hidden but you, well you just found it, I see” he told him, tapping his foot on the hardwood floor.

“I am Tyson Sword as you may have thought and this is my shop, now I shall let you walk free inside but I am warning you, do not write in this book or you’re out!” he apprised, pointing his hands in front of me for a handshake. I decided it would be pleasant to do so back.

Briefly, he glared around the old shop, scanning the load of assortment piled on top shelves and cabinets. Not much had changed, at all. Except the air, it was colder and a lot more dull. He could still hear squakes of the Macaw (parrot) though he knew Mr Tyson was still somewhere far. The book, the book he once closed, cried to be open again, read by his mysterious mind it screamed.

Though he was told not to, he was drawn to the book and was just so tempted. So suddenly, he snatched the book, pulled it into his curious hands and flicked open the cover.