Today I was up and out early, way before the library opened. I had a few books to return, so pulled up in the empty parking lot and dodged the raindrops and puddles to the bookdrop outside.
Glancing in the windows of the library I saw all was dark and quiet.
As I opened the door of the bookdrop I saw daylight through the lattice of the receptacle and could make out movement. There was a librarian inside collecting the books dropped last night. I could see the blur of her arms as she gathered the books.
"Good Morning!!" I chirped spontaneously!
Pause....
"Good Morning!" she returned.
Our annoynomous greetings given, I closed the door of the drop and scampered back to my car, the dreary day a bit brighter. I wonder which librarian it was?
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