Spencer loved walking to work. He loved walking under the trees, listening to the birds and feeling the wind is his hair, which was getting increasingly unruly as it grew longer. But most importantly he loved popping into his favourite bookshop. Why did he love it so much? Maybe it was the extensive collection, the plants and cactuses that adorn the shelves, the great recommendation tables, the cats that also frequent the shop. Or maybe, just maybe was it the young owner with the pretty smile