[ Monika had turned around to go on her way, when the boy tugged at her sleeve and handed her the slip. Couldn't he talk...? ]
Austen? Jane Austen?
[ That was weird... No talking and asking for an actual decent author? That wasn't like the usual Robbies she had to deal with at all. They would usually talk in their boring voice and then ask for the trashiest, worst of all authors. Someone asking for actual literature was a breath of fresh air, even if it was a kid. He had to be one of them, right?
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Austen? Jane Austen?
[ That was weird... No talking and asking for an actual decent author? That wasn't like the usual Robbies she had to deal with at all. They would usually talk in their boring voice and then ask for the trashiest, worst of all authors. Someone asking for actual literature was a breath of fresh air, even if it was a kid. He had to be one of them, right?
She smiled down at him. ]
I know where they are, follow me.