Inferno by Dan Brown
There are many wonderful things about living on an island, but the immediacy of acquiring a new book is not one of them. When I learned that Dan Brown’s Inferno was going to be launched mid-May, I placed an online order to Kinokuniya for a copy.
Two days ago, I received an email that the book was on its way. I tracked the parcel route online and alerted my local courier office of “The Imminent Arrival”. I intended to drive to Kuah and pick up the parcel personally. This is my ritual with books. I welcome them home as soon as they land at the ferry station. Sometimes I unpack them eagerly, unearth them from all their bubble-wraps splendor, at the jetty’s adjoining Starbucks while Dov looked on with raised eyebrows. This is our thing.
At 8pm, Kak Sharifah, the sweet courier lady who knew my habit all too well, sent me a text. I don’t know if you could skip in a car, but I think I did on my way to her office.
Which brings us to now. Candles lit, incense burnt, sunflower seeds unpacked. I’m going in.