I think that this book pretty much speaks for itself, don’t you? Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson is a classic, after all. And along with adventures, pirates, battles, and treachery, the title gave me fond memories of being a child and browsing through the store with the same name. What did Treasure Island sell anyway? I recall getting craft supplies there, but I also remember they had patio furniture. I vaguely recall it having a distinct smell, too, something that if I were to smell it now I would probably recognize but have trouble placing.
Anyway, the book was a quick, easy read.
Here’s a pirate joke for you…
What does a dyslexic pirate say?