At the Library
It’s a cold fall night, and the sun has already set. The building is darker than usual and the sparse lighting that previously seemed cozy is now foreboding. Several police officers mill about, and I peek around the corner as two slim men with long gray beards, twins, are put into cuffs and led out the door. They’ve violated a restraining order. For me, it’s another day on the job—at the public library. Continue reading →
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