It wasn’t as bad as she had feared.
“So how’s the estate going?” Julian asked.
“It’s going fine. Slowly. I’m hitting a wall about my dad’s books.”
“What kind of a wall?” He leaned forward with interest.
“He collected rare books. But he kept them with the rest of his books. Some of the books I know are valuable. But I’m having a hard time with the rest. I hate to ship them out and trust it to a book dealer, but I guess I’ll have to.”
“Rare books are a hobby of mine. I would be glad to lend a hand.”
“Really?”
“It would be my pleasure. When can I stop by?”
“Today?”
Julian laughed at her eagerness.
“I’m giving a talk at the college tonight which I’m supposed to be preparing for now.” He smiled at her conspiratorially.