Zhenya had walked up to the book shelves and was doing a front to back, up and down approach. She was at the first book shelf, she looked up as high as she could, thinking that surely Professor Cassie had hidden her book only where she could reach it? Maybe she didn't have to look way up at the top of the bookshelf. She'd get a sore neck, surely. She decided to look only as high as her arms could reach, looking across the row, then down to the next shelf, and so on. Once she had finished with one bookshelf, she'd move a few steps to her right and repeat. Getting slightly panicked, as she reached the last few bookshelves, she began to think 'what if it's not here and the map is playing silly with me?' Yes, what if?

But then, on the middle row of the second-to-last bookshelf, right in the middle of the middle row, she saw the familiar old and worn spine. She was delighted she had found it, a smile stretching across her face. There it was! She pulled it off the shelf and gave it a hug, then opened it to the middle, pressed her face in and gently inhaled the aromas of the book.

Well, now she had better tell Mr. Kitridge she was taking the book out of the library, and that it was in fact HER book. She didn't want him to think she was stealing from the library!