That summer, he didn’t sell the book back. He kept it on his shelf, between Chaucer and Morrison.
“I’ll give you twelve dollars,” said the clerk, flipping through Miles’s copy of College Algebra by Kaufmann. college algebra by kaufmann
Defeated, Miles trudged back to his dorm and tossed the thick, blue-covered book onto his desk. Its cover showed a neat grid with a graceful curve—a parabola, he remembered, though he didn't know why it mattered. That night, unable to sleep, he cracked it open to Chapter 1: Basic Concepts. That summer, he didn’t sell the book back
He expected a tomb of boredom. Instead, he found a strange kind of peace. ” said the clerk