
Today I was at another Barnes and Noble with my mother on her way to the airport. She wanted to see this book, and I couldn't find it anywhere in the shelves, so I approached a clerk behind one of the counters.
"Excuse me," I said, "Do you know if you have--I don't know exactly what it's called--it's a version of the New Testament that looks like a magazine?"
He looked slightly perplexed but dutifully turned to his computer and began searching. "You don't know who published it at all?" he asked hopefully. "The author?"
I paused a moment before saying, with a bit of a grin, "Umm . . . God?"
Strangely, he didn't grin back.
"It didn't look like this, did it?" he asked after a moment, turning the screen toward me.
"Yes," I said. "That's it."
So . . . I didn't get the grin. But there was a look of surprise and interest. That might be good enough.
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