I dropped my books off at the gate before walking onto the lawn where everyone was watching something on the projector screen. An old friend called for my name and I looked around before joining him on the grass. After the event had ended, I stood under the tower while they threw down the books that didn’t get sold. “Hey, I never had this!” I shouted upwards while waving around a large book. Apparently I had forgotten to register what I was selling and the records had gotten mixed up. I went upstairs where I was given 27 dollars for the books that did get sold. I was cross referencing newspapers in an attempt to find out what books I had dropped off since my memory was failing me.