A "magic" book set

"Sure why not, it's not like I can't find anything worst than dolls," you mumbled to yourself and faced the other yard. Glaring down the pile of junk, you scanned for anything of value. Never really caring for your neighbor's love life, you didn't know where half of all this stuff came from, but there were still points of interest throughout.

A gleam of reflective gold caught your eye the best. Especially since it reflected right into your face You took a few steps back to avoid the blinding shimmer but tripped over an old set of weights Monica had set out as well to sell. You landed on your back, but that didn't stop the discomfort of laying on top of a toolbox, no doubt another of the ex's souvenirs.

"You okay?" Monica shouted walking towards you holding a jug of milk."Yea, but don't think my pride is, ” you groaned as an answer, sitting back up “Think I'm just going to grab that and stay in for the night, ” you stood up, not even dusting yourself off before trudging to the gold plated book that we covered with a blue blanket. “Sorry man, I'll finish this up, you should nap that fall off.” your neighbor offered as you walked to your house, throwing the book into the corner of the living room, and collapsing onto the couch.