“Hello? Mrs Elm, can you hear me?” Something was wrong.
The librarian’s face was tight with worry. She read from the screen, to herself. “System error.”
“Mrs Elm? Hello? Yoo-hoo? Can you see me?” She tapped her shoulder.
That seemed to do it. Mrs Elm’s face broke out in massive relief as she turned away from the computer.
“Oh Nora, you got here?” “Were you expecting me not to? Did you think that life would be the one I wanted to live?”
She shook her head without really moving it. If that was possible. “No. It’s not that. It’s just that it looked fragile.”
“What looked fragile?” “The transfer.” “Transfer?” “From the book to here. The life you chose to here. It seems there is a problem.
A problem with the whole system. Something beyond my immediate control. Something external.”
“You mean, in my actual life?” She stared back at the screen. “Yes. You see, the Midnight Library only exists because you do. In your root life.”
“So, I’m dying?” Mrs Elm looked exasperated. “It’s a possibility. That is to say, it’s a possibility that we are reaching the end of possibility.”
Nora thought of how good it had felt, swimming in the pool. How vital and alive.
And then something happened inside her. A strange feeling. A pull in her stomach.
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