After day's of being sore Jessie was fed up with the stitches in her arm. She disliked the feeling of them pulling when she lifted the boxes of books, the feeling of them rubbing against her shirt when she forgot to wrap her arm, and just over all done with them. She knew she still had a few more days before they could come out and Jessie would either have to have Xander come over here or she would have to go to his house for him to take them out… they were healing too fast for them to be taken out at the hospital. Jessie had enough issues and having to deal with the questions that would arise with the fast healing that knights and senshi possessed. Her back was actually already healed and the bruises were gone... not even a shadow of them were left.

Shaking off the thoughts of the carnevil results Jessie lugged a box of new books up from the basement shelves, the stitches straining against the bandage beneath her cream colored blouse. Within the box was a mix of fiction, both old and new. With a smile she headed to her favorite spot of the whole store... the fiction section. The color, the toys, the wonder... so much fun. With any luck she would be absorbed in resetting the section with the new books, pulling the old ones, and reorganizing all the rest. From experience Jessie knew there was at least three hours worth of work but she wasn’t entirely sure how her arm would hold up against the near continuous strain from the books. With a face she mentally shoved the worry and thoughts back and focused on the books in the box. Mercedes Lackey, Tamora Peirce, Tom Clancy, Dan Brown, and others were stacked in the confines of the cardboard box waiting to be released to captivate a willing reader and whisk them away to a whole new world.