But it was always unavailable. I went in almost everyday for a month... or maybe even more.
However, the book still wouldn't be there. There was just one copy in that library and one person had borrowed it the same day when I first went looking for it. I was few minutes late and this person was able to borrow it right before me. And now, this person was surely taking their own sweet time returning it.
I would return every time with some other book, and sometimes, even empty-handed.
Even though I made sure not to look too eager about it, but asking for the same book for the longest time sure does not help with that attempt. The librarian probably noticed my vain attempt. After a couple of weeks, she would tell me even before I could ask for the book... once more. It was helpful... somewhat... at least I had to use fewer words and now the smile was all it took. The librarian was always kind to me.
After about a month, the librarian, kind as she was, she promised to call me as soon as the book is returned. I need not go looking for it everyday.
A few more days passed and ultimately... I left that city.
After all these years, I still haven't received that call. I wonder how she is doing and if she forgot to give that call.
I wonder too... about how the book is doing.
The book..."Die Leiden des jungen Werthers" by Goethe or popularly known as "The Sorrows of Young Werther".
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