It started at our library planning meeting, as things often do.

“Alright, that’s the month planned out but we don’t have a children’s workshop.” Boss Lady looked up from her elaborate folder, the one in the soft leather case with all the different sections. The one I could never afford on my salary and which I’m pretty sure she paid for out of our Staff Training Budget. “Nina?”

I’ve become expert in the art of suppressing irritated and frustrated sighs. I deployed my finely honed sigh suppression skills once more. “Yes?”

“Any ideas for a workshop for our younger members?”

“It’s too early for anything Easter themed, I’ve a few things saved up for the Easter school break.”

Linda chipped in to note t...

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