"We're gonna need all the copies of Supernatural you've got." Andrew watched the LARPers walk out with a stack books he thought he'd never get rid of. They'd been sitting on the shelf for a year and a half after Mike convinced him to buy some for the store. Andrew felt a stab of sorrow for Mike who'd loved investing inventory on fringe novels. Likely still would be if he hadn't been killed in that freak car crash last month. A cool breeze ruffled comic pages and blew them to the floor. Mike sighed.