It wasn’t just a book; it wasn’t like any book I’d seen before, anyway.
The secret (if you could call it that) was a short line of writing on the inside back cover, under the flyleaf.
Lifting the stiff, faded paper, you could see the faint scrawl and just make out what it said.
Go ahead, take a look – I have it here, though I can no longer read the writing for myself.
If you’re still listening (and I feel you are), your curiosity must be piqued.
So don’t hold back on my account; don’t hold back from the very thing that could change your life forever.
Semi-colon, brackets, present participle, imperative verb, brackets, repetition.