I watched her walk in the branch. It was the cut of her face that threw me, but more, it was the color of her hair that I recognized. That all too familiar shade of silver. She walked up to the desk and asked to place a book on hold. That part was easy. But it was her face that knocked me down. I knew that face.
After I found the book she requested I asked for her library card. As I placed the book on hold I saw her name.
"I feel funny even mentioning this" I told her.
"Mentioning what?" she asked.
"You remind me alot of my grandmother" She asked if she was someone I had liked. I said, yes, that she was special to me as she helped raise me when I was very young.
"But what's truly interesting is that you both have something else in common."
"What's that?", she asked.
"You see, my grandmother's name was Eva, too."
A strange, sweet library moment.
Salud!
After I found the book she requested I asked for her library card. As I placed the book on hold I saw her name.
"I feel funny even mentioning this" I told her.
"Mentioning what?" she asked.
"You remind me alot of my grandmother" She asked if she was someone I had liked. I said, yes, that she was special to me as she helped raise me when I was very young.
"But what's truly interesting is that you both have something else in common."
"What's that?", she asked.
"You see, my grandmother's name was Eva, too."
A strange, sweet library moment.
Salud!
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