On a blazing October Mill Valley Saturday, two inquisitive girls ambled into a wondrous library, surrounded by the statuesque, long standing redwoods. Sun filtered through leaves, creating a lacy pattern on the ground. The two girls were us: Athena and Odessa. We were influenced with a bout of nervousness and excitement, because we were suddenly unsure of whether we got the date correctly and wandered around for a few minutes, gazing at the beautiful, hand drawn bookmarks made by young children. The stairs crepitated as we slinked down and down, into the belly of the whale… as if we were entering another dimension. The arrival at the bottom of the stairs is anticlimactic. We stared at the fiction section, discombobulated, until we worked up the nerve to ask for assistance. A nice lady shows us the way down another stairway, and we nodded our heads as if we had known the whole time. Still unsure of ourselves, we were finally satisfied when we saw the violet poster outside the doo...
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