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Catriona Keith

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To write one hundred hopeful words every day for one hundred days


I pretend to be reading the spines so that I can listen to a conversation at the desk. The librarian is a young girl, probably about my age, and she’s talking so kindly and patiently to an elderly lady, who wants to look at a newspaper from the year she was born. She was born in nineteen thirty-seven, so I imagine the librarian will have to explain to her that isn’t possible. Instead, she comes out from behind the desk and takes the lady up the stairs to the mezzanine and gets her a seat at one of the tables while she tells her about microfiche and what they will have to do to look at it.

Danny in the Central Library