first impression, june 1908, dust jacket preferred but not required

you might not have known this about me, but it's been my secret goal for a while now to walk into the thrift store downtown, beeline toward the bookcase, happen upon a mint condition first edition of anne of green gables, discretely carry it against my stomach to the register, casually place it face-down on the counter for the nice lady to ring up for fifty cents or maybe a dollar tops, and walk out of the place with a pounding heart and a book that i could sell for a thousand dollars but never ever ever would.