Chapter 28: Name of Record

Sau-lin sat at the end of the research table with Winnie's chipped cup between her hands. Winnie had insisted she take it from the shop. The tea was gone. Its warmth remained. Enough color held in her face that no one on the sixth floor questioned her presence. The tether had contributed nothing. Callum had checked his temperature twice on the trip from Waverly Place, and both readings began with ninety-seven, a development his health monitor regarded with almost indecent optimism. The History Center had taken his library card as collateral for one plastic box of microfilm. "This seems proportionate," he had said, and the librarian had told him the reel would come back before he did. Jo threaded the film under two rollers and snapped the glass plate down without asking anyone how. When Callum looked doubtful she said, "I thought I'd improvise around the only moving part." The…