THE NEW ARRIVAL
Maya had never visited the public library before, and at this rate it looked like she never would. She knew it was around here somewhere, but the fog was so thick she could barely see her sneakers. Putting off her homework had been a mistake, but getting lost in her own neighborhood? That was just embarrassing.
She realized she’d been anxiously squeezing and bending her mom’s library card. Maya put it in her pocket so she wouldn’t snap it in two.
She looked to the right and saw she was standing in front of a black iron gate. The fog hid everything but the first and last two letters on the arch above her: “FR” and “RY.”
“Finally!” she said. The Franklin Library.
She saw a dark, boxy shape ahead. As she walked closer, she found it was the entrance to a stone building. Barred glass doors swung open with a loud
