You are looking at Bossy’s library card. Trust her.
Yesterday’s guess and press photo sparked debate in the comment section over the fact that Bossy was doing research in a bookstore and not a library.
Well. Bossy was in a bookstore because she needed access to a wide range of things that were published, like, tomorrow, and Bossy’s library branch doesn’t always have the most recently published books available at the fingertips — instead they need to be ordered from other branches throughout the county, but Bossy didn’t even know what she was looking for until she perused the bookstore shelves and listen, Bossy Is The Biggest Fan Of The Library System Who Ever Lived.
Just ask any of the women who used to be in a book group with Bossy, because they were only allowed selections that could be ordered en masse from the local library. Bossy could be downright tiresome as she was always all, “Haven’t read the book, still waiting for the book on the library’s queue,” at which point someone from book group would invariably point out that the thing costs only $3 on half-dot-whatever, and Bossy would be forced to be all, “What is the point of owning books?”
A long time ago Bossy decided not to be someone who kept and collected and didn’t dust books. It makes her sad sometimes that she passed her favorites on to other people, but then Bossy remembers those books are only one Library Request form away.
Bossy has passed this love of libraries on to her kids, who visit regularly and leave with armfuls.