“Her name was Sabrina. Isn't that 
funny?”                                
     “The Cat?”                        
     “No, the Librarian.”              
     I didn't think it was that funny, 
but I did give her a sort of half      
chuckle like a doufus would, well,     
maybe it was a little funny.           
     But that encouraged her, and she  
continued, “Anyway, she wants to meet  
me there at lunch tomorrow, and help   
me read through those Journals again.” 
     That sounded like an excellent    
plan, and I told her so, then excused  
myself to go upstairs and dictate      
today’s Journal entry.                 
     Now that I’m done doing that, I’m 
gonna catch a couple winks, and then   
get ready to go out on patrol with Beth
and our Top-Secret Rescue Team, or OFU 
* to all you other criminals out there.    























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