Finally, after weeks of anxious waiting, my book arrived in the post.
Jane Eyre, 1943. I love the story so much... it moved me to tears while i was reading it on the train. I have been looking around for a while & chanced upon this copy. I like the smell of old books... i always had the habit since young to plunge nose first into a book.. it's very reassuring.
Just look at the binding... it's a dream to own it.
I cant help but hold it in my hands & sigh with contentment. :')
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