Ghost Exterminators Inc.
(with thanks and apologies to Frank Burgess, this work is extended from his ideas.)
ISAL TRANSPORTED US to the Library in our usual shimmering fashion, appearing at one of the free spaces in that ordered, but untidy-looking main room. The shelves still seemed to grow from floor to ceiling like trees, casting shade on each other like a forest.
We found Jude was sitting on the Arts & Crafts styled couch, dressed all in black as usual with her booted and jeans-covered legs draped across the chair-matching coffee table. Stacks of books on all sides of her legs suggested she'd been reading for awhile. The librarians Granger and Ben had been bringing her more. A platter of large chocolate-raisin cookies and thick, rich brownies was on one side of her, a tall insulated
