[Quiet Man Cometh]

Never dropped a book in the tub but my sister did spill grape juice all over my beloved copy of Evermeet, Island of Elves. I had read the book twice by then, and was distraught at the damage. That's actually the first time there was some sentiment to the book's wear. Still got a new one though. The cover was never quite the same, and the pages have a slight purple tint. It belongs to my sister now.

She mangled the spine of my first DnD Players Guide by reading it on her pillow, with the pages corners under her elbows. Aahhhh! My precious players guide! Nooo! And thing was she was never inclined to buy her own because she figured she could always borrow them off me. She didn't get that I didnt' want her borrowing my books if she was going to do that to them. That was a long while ago now though. She understands now. :)