It was weird, being in the same room as Kenneth and not really talking to him. It helped that I was jogging up and down aisles looking for those books. Four of them had in fact been on the same shelf which was a relief, part of me had been wondering when the library had rearranged itself if I would have to go up and down all the aisles again.
For his part Kenneth sat quietly at the table frowning down on the books as he scanned them. He looked up and said thank you every time I came by with a new book, or stack. He made quick work of the first half-dozen books and there were very little notes on a sheet so I was guessing whatever intermittent family curses happened to be in those books probably weren't what he was looking for.
Cicero two was pretty quiet, just scanning books and every ti
