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I didn’t have much to do, or anything at all really, but talking about nothing isn’t really my style, at least not with my mom. Maybe I’ll go grab a bite. I wasn’t hungry, but staying home today wasn’t in my plans either. I’ll just go down to the Tasty Place Diner and hope some inspiration finds me. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love.

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He bought me a drink. The wife too. She wasn't bad looking, tall and trim. Though it was hard to tell because she was sitting, she had the look of an athlete. I wondered what she was doing with this loser until he started telling me the story of his life. Seems he lucked into an air conditioning business, was making reasonably big bucks (he called himself the Jeff Bezos of air-conditioning in some podunk city) and was doing A-OK, good buddy. They say women who marry for money end up earning it.

She steps away, going back to her desk at the front. I’ve been coming here most afternoons. People don’t want paper job applications anymore, and without a phone or laptop, the library was my only choice. Now I’m spending almost all of my time here. I was hoping to get a response back from one of the millions of places I’ve put in a job application, but it’s been crickets. All that money spent on fancy prep schools for nothing.

"I cannot sleep." "Me neither." "Do you by any chance have a storybook?" She said slowly, as though unsure if it was the right thing to ask. "A storybook?" My eyes widened. Which adult werewolf keeps a storybook? I thought to myself. "No," I answered. "Do you read yourself a story whenever you cannot sleep?" "Yes. I do." I felt oddly like a bad person for not having one. "I could go look in the library." I moved to remove the covers.