Alice entered the third hand book emporium and just took in the scent of all the books. One of her favourite smells was old books and she loved it. Her parents followed behind and smiled as they watched there daughter lift the skirts of her victorian dress she was wearing and step over all the books strewn about and up in the tippy piles. She searched about and finally found all of the books she needed for school.

Once she had all of her books she had some dust streaked on her face and on her dress and her mother called her over and pulled out a handkerchief the same material as Alice's dress and wiped Alice's face off and dusted off her dress. After which Alice's mother placed the handkerchief back into the breast of her dress which also matched the material of Alice's dress. The family had an elegant look, all wearing their best for shopping. All in Victorian clothing Alice's mother had made herself. She was an excellent seemstress. Alice then approached the counter, but all of her books fel too the floor because she had them perched precariously on her arms. Her father came up behind her and picked them up himself in his big arms and approached the counter.