Her brow furrowed. "That's a movie, right? I haven't seen it..." She had the sudden urge to pull a book from his shelves, any book, and bury her nose in it. She used to love the smell of old books. Lila refrained, though, considering his question before he added that he'd need to have something of Jack's. " Oh. "
Had she saved anything? There were maybe photos, but most of the physical reminders of their friendship had been burned in traditional woman scorned manner. She had a flair for the dramatic, to be sure.