I hate to tell you this - stranger, customer, friend - but Ada Books will be sleeping in tomorrow, with the door shut and locked. But don't think me idle. Shadows may darken the shop windows but I will be a fluttering spark, a blur among books, two hours away (by car), collecting Connecticut's finest for Ada's shelves. This means that come Saturday, I'll have lots of new things for you - stranger, customer, friend - to look at, to thumb through, perhaps even to buy.