Mom and I belong to a book club, which has been in existence since 1878 (no, we are not original members). One of the things the club does is have a pitch-in lunch in July at the retreat/yoga center and home of two sisters who are members of the club.
And one of the things we do at the pitch-in is table some books.
Everybody who has books they’re ready to pass on to another home brings them, and we put all the books on the table. Then we all rummage through them and take the books we want. Any leftovers are donated somewhere.
Actually, that’s only about half of my haul. I also got at least that many books on arts and crafts and games for children, since our #1 daughter does library programs for wee children.
~sigh~ I love books.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character picks up a used book somewhere and, long after he or she has forgotten where he or she got it, finds something alarming or intriguing in it.