I remember Dion. He was one of my first customers. This was back when hardly anyone came in. Dion came in, and said, ‘Wow! This is great!’ Then he asked me how I was. I did not know back then that he would ask me this for the next five years. I also didn’t know that he wasn’t ok himself.
The first book he asked for was Twilight. He had seen the film, and thought it was the greatest film ever. He bought the book from me.
Still he visited, weekly, fortnightly, then monthly. I have not seen him for a long time now.
I remember when he gave up smoking. He asked me for a book on sharks. I showed him one and he bought it. Said it was fantastic. His hands were shaking.
Once he said that I would not want what he had. He never went into details about his health, or lack of it. He always asked after mine. No matter what.
Once he came in, full of head pain, and said, ‘Kerry, you’re gunna love this joke.’
Once he came in on a rainy day to say hello, and make sure that the shop was ok. I said that all is going well, and he said: except the weather.
The last time I saw him, he said, ‘Don’t worry about me, Kerry.’
I haven’t seen him since.
Artwork by Gürbüz Doğan Ekşioğlu