“You’ll rarely see Francis, the librarian. We’ll be working mainly in the back.” Cameron gestured around the large, well-lit room. “This is where we scan in the returned books. You’ll look over them for damage and reapply tags if necessary. When finished, you’ll set them onto this cart, which we’ll take to the floor for reshelving in the evening. If any minor repairs or cleanings are necessary, let me know and I will take care of it for you.”
“I think I’m capable of cleaning things,” Keller sneered.
“I’m sure you are, but repairing and cleaning a book can be trickier than a shirt or a car.”
“f**k you. I know you think you’re better than me, but you don’t have to be so patronizing.”
Cameron raised his eyebrows, taken aback. “I’m not being patronizing, and I never said I was better than
