Now I captain the Marie Curie. Serafina is still my boss, only now she’s in charge of the whole slap-patched Prezzie fleet. It’s one of the high points of my year to come back-Sol, renew our friendship, and sit at our table in Armstrong Hall and watch the greenies go by.
Alessandra Desmond is still laughing at the absurd notion of signing on with us.
I laugh with her, but some of my pleasure comes from having found such a fine candidate to help protect our precious Alexandrian Librarians.
I know she’s going to hate it at first.
I think maybe I’ll ask Serafina to assign her to me, just so I can enjoy watching her get over it.