"Put it down! Put it down!" Masani yells, and she and Donald set down the long white cardboard box of comic books on the sidewalk in the middle of the block.
"I can carry it myself, really," Donald says, looking at her sweating and rubbing her left shoulder.
"And give yourself a hernia? No way, dear! I know you lift these things everyday but that's a bit different from carrying them for a couple of blocks. In any case, I'll be fine. I just need to switch hands, which probably means that we need to switch sides."
Masani and Donald switch places. She picks up the longbox with her right hand in the handhold on the left side while Donald picks up the longbox with his left hand in the handhold on the right side. They grunt and head down the block some more. "I can't believe how heavy these things are. Why don't they make smaller boxes?" Masani says.
"Everybody wants to be Superman, I guess," Donald says.
Out of breath, Masani says, "Remind me again why we didn't load them in the car."
"You said it was a nice day and it was only a couple of blocks to Purgatory and we could do with the exercise."
"Oh, that's right. It's at times like this I see the advantage of electronic books. I wish we were carrying an iPad right now instead of this thing."
"I do not know. There is something about print. I do not know if it is the smell of the pages or the feel of them. I love it."
"Well, as long as you don't try to make love to a library or a librarian, I'm cool with that. I like print too, though after this experience I may start reading more ebooks. In any case, I hope there are some others who feel like you do about old comics and Eve has some luck selling them for you on consignment. I still find it hard to believe that you're letting them go."
"I still have thousands of others. Plus are you not the one who always wants me to read more books without pictures in them as well?"
"That would be me, but since I started reading comics too, I haven't said that, Sweetie. The only thing I'd implore you to do is buy smaller boxes for your comics."
"Well, we are almost there."
"Thank God!"
"Oops! Looks like we will have to shift and walk singlefile. There is a pedestrian coming."
"Let's just take another break."
They set the box down. Masani sits on it. "Masani! That is not a park bench! You might damage the comics." Donald says.
Masani gets up. "Sorry, Sweets. You're right. That's not a park bench. For one thing, I bet park benches are lighter."
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