 So yesterday, or the day before, he leaves, my wife reports to me, a whole bunch of books on the lawn. My wife says they were in abysmal condition. They looked water damaged. They looked filthy. They looked decrepit. She said, I wouldn't be surprised if they have bugs. I'm not bringing them into this house. I just threw them away. And she asked me, she said, those other books that he gave you, including the ones that you liked,