The Midnight Library - Matt Haig Page 0,18
like a fish and I think you only appreciate me when you don’t have me, which is not a great trait to have. What about my dreams?’
He was hardly listening. Or trying to look like he wasn’t.
‘Big fires in California,’ he said, almost to himself.
‘Well, at least we’re not there.’
He put the phone down. Folded his laptop. ‘You coming to bed or what?’
She had shrunk for him, but he still hadn’t found the space he needed. No more.
‘Icosagon,’ she told him.
‘What?’
‘The quiz. Earlier. The twenty-sided polygon. Well, a twenty-sided polygon is called an icosagon. I knew the answer but didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to mock me. And now I don’t really care because I don’t think me knowing some things that you don’t should bother you. And also, I am going to go to the bathroom.’
And she left Dan, with his mouth open, and trod gently on the wide floorboards, out of the room.
She reached the bathroom. Switched a light on. There were tingles in her arms and legs and torso. Like electric static in search of a station. She was fading out, she was sure. There wasn’t long left here. The disappointment was complete.
It was an impressive bathroom. There was a mirror. She gasped at her reflection. She looked healthier but also older. Her hair made her look like a stranger.
This was not the life she imagined it to be.
And Nora wished the self in the mirror ‘Good luck’.
And the moment after that she was back, somewhere inside the Midnight Library, and Mrs Elm was staring at her from a small distance away with a curious smile.
‘Well, how did that go?’
The Penultimate Update Nora Had Posted Before She Found Herself Between Life and Death
Do you ever think ‘how did I end up here?’ Like you are in a maze and totally lost and it’s all your fault because you were the one who made every turn? And you know that there are many routes that could have helped you out, because you hear all the people on the outside of the maze who made it through, and they are laughing and smiling. And sometimes you get a glimpse of them through the hedge. A fleeting shape through the leaves. And they seem so damn happy to have made it and you don’t resent them, but you do resent yourself for not having their ability to work it all out. Do you? Or is this maze just for me?
Ps. My cat died.
The Chessboard
The shelves of the Midnight Library were quite still again, as if their movement had never even been a possibility.
Nora sensed they were in a different portion of the library now – not a different room as such, as there seemed to be only one infinitely vast room. It was difficult to tell if she really was in a different part of the library as the books were still green, though she seemed closer to a corridor than where she had been. And from here she could see a glimpse of something new through one of the stacks – an office desk and computer, like a basic makeshift open-plan office positioned in the corridor between the aisles.
Mrs Elm wasn’t at the office desk. She was sat at a low wooden table right there in front of Nora, and she was playing chess.
‘It was different to how I imagined,’ said Nora.
Mrs Elm looked like she was halfway through a game.
‘It’s hard to predict, isn’t it?’ she asked, looking blankly in front of her as she moved a black bishop across the board to take a white pawn. ‘The things that will make us happy.’
Mrs Elm rotated the chessboard through one hundred and eighty degrees. She was, it appeared, playing against herself.
‘Yes,’ said Nora. ‘It is. But what happens to her? To me? How does she end up?’
‘How do I know? I only know today. I know a lot about today. But I don’t know what happens tomorrow.’
‘But she’ll be there in the bathroom and she won’t know how she got there.’
‘And have you never walked into a room and wondered what you came in for? Have you never forgotten what you just did? Have you never blanked out or misremembered what you were just doing?’
‘Yes, but I was there for half an hour in that life.’
‘And that other you won’t know that. She will remember what you just did and said. But as if she did and said them.’
Nora let out a deep exhale. ‘Dan