Hiding Places

[hestia9]

In college, there was an upper level to the library. Sometimes when I wanted to sit and read, think, mull something over, or just merely take charge of the peace and quiet that everyone should have, I'd go up there. If you wound down the center isle, it took you directly to a long table in the back, by the window. No one ever, ever went up to

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[anonymous]

I remember that day. That was a good dinner we had. Too bad you missed it. :-). I'll make you dinner sometime. :-)