They call him “Mr. Library.” His actual name is Joe. Not Joey or Joseph. He wakes up every day bright with optimism, certain that today he’ll receive the email he’s been expecting for the past ten years. Ever since his little Molly left home, moved to Kauai he’s heard nothing. Poof. Just like that she’s gone from his life. While waiting, Mr. Library trolls the Internet and gets into mischief. Hits refresh at his inbox just for the heck of it. And then he sees something novel. New. The inbox icon jumps up and down, seemingly with joy. Just then the Librarian taps him stiffly on the shoulder, signaling that his thirty minutes at the computer are up.