At the end of the day when Josiah was done with his classes, he headed towards the campus book store where he needed to get a couple text books for his classes.
He didn’t understand why they couldn’t just provide him his text books because they were so expensive.
The atmosphere of the small book store was quaint and nice as the warm air melted away the bitterness of the cold fall breeze outside.
“Hey,” a chipper voice came from behind the counter.
He didn’t look as he continued towards the section that he knew he needed to find his books.