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Tammy Gunther hurried up the steps to the library, her knees shaking in expectation. This was her third visit to the library since discovering a secret place in the back, hidden by bookcases and stacks of books. She stepped into the large main room and saw Bill Anderson standing behind the long counter, stamping returned books. She smiled demurely. Her stomach turned to jelly as she passed by him on her way to the back of the library, where she could look at the pictures of dogs and ponies in the colorful picture books.
“Hi, Tammy,” Bill whispered, seeing the young girl, her face flushed with excitement.
“Hello, Mr. Anderson,” she said softly, her cheeks flaring red from embarrassment and her eyes sparkling with her special secret.
“You’re kind of late tonight. We’re going to be closing soon.”
Tammy frowned, her creamy complexion tinted with a pink glow. “I know. I had to finish my chores before dad would let me out.”
“You going back to look at the stack of dog books again?” he asked, knowing about the child’s preoccupation with dogs.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.