“The rook is my favourite piece,” she said. “It’s the one that you think you don’t have to watch out for.”
“It is straightforward. You keep your eye on the queen, and the knights, and the bishop, because they are the sneaky ones.”
“But it’s the rook that often gets you. The straightforward is never quite what it seems.”
Nora realised Mrs Elm was probably not talking just about chess. But the shelves were moving now. Fast as trains.
“This life you’ve asked for,” explained Mrs Elm, “is a little bit further away from the pub dream and the Australian adventure.”
“Those were closer lives. This one involves a lot of different choices, going back further in time.”
“And so the book is a little further away, you see?” “I see.” “Libraries have to have a system.”
The books slowed. “Ah, here we are.” This time Mrs Elm didn’t stand up.
She simply raised her left hand and a book flew towards her. “How did you do that?”
“I have no idea. Now here’s the life you asked for. Off you go.”
Nora took hold of the book. Light, fresh, lime-coloured. She turned to the first page.
And this time she was aware of feeling absolutely nothing at all.
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