Signed, Sealed, and Smitten (Only Magic in the Building)

by Melanie Jacobson

When I caught a hottie with a nice body and long dark braids joyriding on the library ladder in cutoffs and sneakers, I did not expect her to be the new museum director.

turn around to watch Jay demonstrate proper exit technique. He grips the inside walls and vaults himself into the wardrobe, landing in a crouch. A suspicious crouch. “Are you doing a Spiderman impersonation?” I ask. “Yes.” He grins and straightens. “I decided to give it some flair since I have an audience.”

“It’s fine, Jay. I’m only going to be grateful when you get me out of here. Oh, but also I’ll never speak to you again out of embarrassment.”

“Phoebe, you’re frowning again.” “East Coast Ivy boys do that to me.” “You hate them? Us? You hate me?” He grabs his chest like that got him right in the heart. “Ever eat so much of your favorite treat that it kind of makes you feel sick, and you don’t want that treat anymore? Like even thinking about it makes you feel queasy?” His eyes light up. “You love East Coast Ivy boys. You have a type.” “Had,” I correct. “I overdosed.”