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Covers<br />

Lauren Shuleski<br />

<strong>The</strong> key turned easily in the lock and Katherine held the door<br />

open as four patrons filed in. She watched them carefully as they glided<br />

past her: the old lady who came to the library every Tuesday and Friday,<br />

checking out exactly two books every time, nodded at her. A pimply<br />

teenage boy with spiky blond hair and three earrings in each ear strode<br />

past her without looking, and two flashy-looking women walked past, too<br />

engrossed in each other to notice someone holding a door. She looked<br />

outside to make sure there was no one else, then let the door swing shut<br />

behind her.<br />

Katherine, librarian, aged twenty-seven, adjusted the hornrimmed<br />

glasses on her face and smoothed a pleat on her skirt before taking<br />

up her post behind the checkout counter. <strong>The</strong> two chic-looking women<br />

from before stood at the counter, looking at the glossy maps <strong>of</strong> the library.<br />

Katherine gave them both a once-over and decided they were probably<br />

“together.” Being located in the center <strong>of</strong> a major city meant that lots <strong>of</strong><br />

eccentric-looking people passed through. Sometimes Katherine wondered<br />

what these people could possibly be looking for, trotting up and down<br />

the aisles between shelves full <strong>of</strong> literature, reading words through their<br />

expensive designer glasses. <strong>The</strong>se women fit that stereotype. <strong>The</strong>y wore<br />

too much make-up and too little clothing for a simple visit to the library.<br />

Katherine watched as the blonde woman with purple high-heels leaned in<br />

and heard her say something smart about some Russian author to the other<br />

woman. Purple Pumps placed her hand on her companion’s back as she led<br />

the way toward the stairs that ascended to the second floor.<br />

Throughout the day, over five hundred people came in and out <strong>of</strong><br />

the library, and it was Katherine’s duty to stand behind the desk, smile,<br />

and check out books for every one <strong>of</strong> them. But for now, she grabbed<br />

the top book <strong>of</strong>f the stack <strong>of</strong> six that had to be checked in, the new<br />

Connie Buckets novel. She began flipping through the book, looking for<br />

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