Her gaze wavered towards one of the books on the sales counter beside the register$$$ a hardcover copy of Shakespeare's Hamlet with many of the pages dog-eared and stained with coffee and tea. The store owner caught her looking at it and slid it across the counter towards her. "You ever read Hamlet?" he questioned.<br>"I tried to when I was in high school$$$" said Mandy$$$ picking up the book and flipping it over to read the back. "I mean$$$ it's expected that everyone should like Shakespeare's books and plays$$$ but I just." her words faltered when she noticed him laughing to himself. "What's so funny$$$ Sir?" she added$$$ slightly offended.<br>"Oh$$$ I'm not laughing at you$$$ just with you$$$" said the store owner. "Most people who say they love Shakespeare only pretend to love his work. You're honest Ma'am$$$ that's all. You see$$$ the reason you and so many others are put-off by reading Shakespeare is because reading his words on paper$$$ and seeing his words in action$$$ in a play as they were meant to be seen$$$ are two separate things and if you can find a way to relate his plays to yourself$$$ you'll enjoy them so much more because you'll feel connected to them. Take Hamlet for example -- Hamlet himself is grieving over a loss in his life$$$ and everyone is telling him to move on but no matter how hard he tries to$$$ in the end all he can do is to get even with the ones who betrayed him."<br>"Wow$$$ when you put it that way sure$$$ I think I'll buy a copy just to try reading$$$ why not?" Mandy replied with a smile.