She took a book from the mystery section, eased herself into a chair, then let Maria move the wheelchair out of the way and go. A young man in a dark suit soon joined her. “I’m Edwardo Mendoza, the librarian. Please let me know if there’s anything you need.” She raised her book. “Is this any good?” He frowned as though he hated to offer an opinion. “It’s not a book you’d keep forever, but for a quick shipboard read, it’s good enough.” She handed it to him. “I need something more involving, riveting, if you have one.” She raised her skirt hem to show off her cast. “The most active thing I can do is read, so I need something really, really good.” He pursed his lips. “Have you read R.J. Ellory’s A Quiet Belief in Angels?” “No, is it good?” “It’s one of my favorites. It’s beautifully written, and you won’t guess who did it until the very end.” He brought her a copy.
