XLV | Guilt

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Obviously,

I have
something other than research
on my mind.

But Rowan comes with the

project brief,
notes on our initial brainstorming of the theme
research on integration and motivation.

'If you bring so many things
'we can't borrow any books,'
I say.

Rowan
has gone back
to normal.

She gives me a look over,
head to toe.

Her eyes pause

at my empty back,
at the hands stuffed in my pockets.

'Your hands are free,'
she replies.

Bossy as usual.

I tell myself

there's no need
to worry.

We wander around the library.

Rowan's seriously searching for information
so I'm giving her 'helpful' ideas.

Let's go karaoke after this.
Let's go to my house.

Anyway,
my role is to carry the books.

I left my brain at home—

it's too early in the day
to use it.

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