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“WHERE ARE WE GOING now?” asked Miles, stifling a yawn.
“To the library, before it closes,” said Myrtle, buckling her seatbelt with a decisive click.
“The library?” Miles frowned. “Can’t your errands wait until tomorrow? I’m feeling pretty wiped out. I didn’t get a nap today like you did.”
“Josie works at the library. We’ll seize the opportunity to interview her before she leaves for the day,” said Myrtle as Miles started driving away from the theater.
“Won’t she tell us to be quiet?” asked Miles uneasily. “I don’t want to get into any trouble.”
“Which only goes to show that you haven’t visited our local library lately. A pity. I’m there nearly every day. If I’m not checking out more books, I’m reading magazines. The library is bustling these days and certainly not quiet.
