“ The books you are looking for should be on Row XLVIII (Row 48)”
He nodded as he looked for Row 48, but he seemed helpless as I looked at him staring at the wrong side of the library.
“Can I ask for your name, if you don’t mind?”
He stopped looking around the library and stared at me for a moment before a smile reappeared on his mouth.
“I meant to ask for your name for a while now, too. I guess you were quick enough to do it in my stead. I’m Jake, and are you?”
He said, reaching out his left hand for a handshake, which fascinated me more. You know normal people use their right hand for a handshake, but he’s using his left hand, which made me look into it. I was used to handshaking leaders of different countries and using my right hand, so I was shook for a moment. He looked at his le
