“Can I try a different book?”
“What’s the matter with that one?” The librarian adjusts her glasses up her noses with one finger.
“Dunno, it’s kinda slow starting. I’d rather try a different one.”
She pushes the same book back across the counter. “Stick with it. It gets better.”
“I don’t know that I care enough.”
“You’ll be interested in what happens later. I promise.”
My eyes wander from her mouth to her nose to her eyes. “Are you sure?”
She doesn’t look away. “Yes.”