At five o’clock Imelda, the mobile librarian, stood up and announced the library was closing, to groans from the remaining readers who then sped to make their book selections and requests. With limited stock, book requests are vital to a mobile library. Readers get their requested books the next time Busey McBookFace is visiting their village.
By five thirty we were on the road back to HQ with Imelda driving in her own sweet, hair-raising, way. I finally opened my sandwiches and ate them with one hand, while clutching the dashboard with the other.
“Now for the bad news, Nina. We don’t finish for the day until we’ve made all the book requests, processed any computer-based business, and setup the truck for tomorrow’s route. I don’t mind if you skip out tonight as I’m...
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