I would have liked to sit at one of the reading tables
and get lost for hours, but I was expected to meet
my husband at 8:00. I looked around for a staff person—
no one. No cash register, no intercom, just a lazy
camera eye high up on the wall silently following me
around the room. Feeling uneasy, I turned toward the
steel door. No handle, no knob. I was starting to condemn
myself for not paying attention.