Jonas nodded, waved to her, and headed around the building toward the Annex, a small wing attached to the back.
He certainly didn’t want to be late for his first day of training, either. The Annex was very ordinary, its door unremarkable.
He reached for the heavy handle, then noticed a buzzer on the wall. So he buzzed instead.
“Yes?” The voice came through a small speaker above the buzzer.
“It’s, uh, Jonas. I’m the new—I mean—” “Come in.” A click indicated that the door had been unlatched.
The lobby was very small and contained only a desk at which a female Attendant sat working on some papers.
She looked up when he entered; then, to his surprise, she stood.
It was a small thing, the standing; but no one had ever stood automatically to acknowledge Jonas’s presence before.
“Welcome, Receiver of Memory,” she said respectfully. “Oh, please,” he replied uncomfortably. “Call me Jonas.”
She smiled, pushed a button, and he heard a click that unlocked the door to her left.
“You may go right on in,” she told him. Then she seemed to notice his discomfort and to realize its origin.
No doors in the community were locked, ever. None that Jonas knew of, anyway.
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