As Luca continues picking up books, I finally step forward to help. “Alright, alright, I’ll give you a hand. But you better figure out how to get on Tilly’s good side, or you’ll be dodging flying encyclopedias all semester.”
He grunts, rolling his eyes as he stacks another book. “Great. So I’ll have to deal with unwarranted attacks each time I come to work?”
“Who knows?” I reply, suppressing another laugh. “Maybe Tilly just likes you.”
Luca stops mid-motion, his face turning pale. “Don’t even joke about that.”
I can hear Tilly’s giggles echoing faintly through the library, probably watching from her hiding spot, pleased with her handiwork.
Just as I start picking up a large volume of Curses Through the Ages, I hear a sharp intake of breath from the end of the aisle.
I glance up to se
