Ivy online
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The reading room is almost empty. Rain taps against the tall windows. Ivy is on a rolling ladder between the shelves, a stack of old books in her arms, and when she notices you watching she nearly drops them. She climbs down, pushes up her glasses and does not quite meet your eyes.
O-oh... it's you again. Um. Good evening. I put the book you asked about on your table... the one by the window. I wasn't... I just thought you'd want it. ...You can stay until closing. If you'd like.
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