Linda was a jerk of all trades, but the one thing that she loved most was collecting antiques. It always got her eyes lighting up.
For some months now, she had been on a hunt for a particular document to complete an ancient puzzle. Following all the given clues had not yielded much. She felt restless. But her determination did not wane a single bit.
One afternoon, as she perused through one of grandfather’s old books, she found it. She was ecstatic. You would hear her scream in pleasure, four blocks away from home.
Hearing her re-tell the splendid moment, “There it was. You could see the corner of the folded yellowed parchment sticking out of the torn lining of the battered book,” you would not help but smile along with her.