Today, twenty minutes after I had finished a lunch with an amusing, gregarious and fun group of women from the local area, a white van drew up outside our gate. A man in a red fleece with yellow logo opened the back doors. What was it? It couldn’t be the delivery I was longing for? No, that was due Saturday or Monday at the earliest. Then I saw the box in his hands. I flew down the path, tore open the gate. The box label said from DHL. Juno, it was the books!