“Maeve?” “Morris?” She looked around her, but the room was empty. “I wouldn’t want to disturb you, if you were still busy, pet.” “That’s very sweet of you,” she said. “But I think I’m done now.” The walls of the library were beginning to fade. They were losing color and form. The world behind the walls was starting to show, and in its light she saw a small figure in a smart suit waiting for her. Her hand crept into his. She said, “Where are we going now, Morris?” He told her. “Oh. Well, that will be a pleasant change,” she said. “I’ve always wanted to go there.” And, hand in hand, they went.
