& anita.
the librarian ran his fingers through the long line of books on the shelf until he found the exact spot he was looking for, then there he put the book he was holding in his hand. “okay,” he turned around. “go on. tell me what went down at the fair. spill the tea, or whatever your kids say around here.” bas shrugged and his face kept his usual unbothered look, although he was very curious to learn if anita had seen what happened at the fair up close, as he hadn’t attended. “did you actually see anything?” // @astcrs








