Walking down the street to the public library on a windy day, Abby struggled with the stack of books she was carrying in one hand while the grocery in the other. It had been a long day and she was overly exhausted with all the efforts she was putting in at work and the extra shifts she was doing because one of her colleagues was on vacation.
The librarian was her friend and would have not minded her returning the books even on a later date but Abby was not the kind to go against set rules and regulations, nor did she like to seek favours even if it were from a friend.
She wanted to be done with today’s errands as soon as possible so that she could return home, soak in a hot bubble bath and then lay on her warm bed with eyes closed till she had to get up to go to work again at dawn. It was only Tuesday, but she already felt like she had done a whole week’s work in those two days.
The library was only a 10 minutes walk from the grocery store but the pace at which she was walking would have taken her no less than 30 minutes to cover that not very long distance.She wanted to walk fast and all though she was a slim built, tall, middle aged woman but at the moment her body was too weary to even carry her own weight,.
With every step she could feel her boots getting heavier.
While she continued her walk with no enthusiasm, on her way, she met with 7-year-old boys who were giggling and cracking jokes about her stooped posture and her slow as a turtle pace. She wished to scream at those kids and scare them away but she was too tired to waste her energy on them and instead cussed in a low exasperated voice.
Oh, how she always disliked kids and this incident didn’t make it any better.
Though, she always wanted to change that by having kids of her own but all her relationships had been a fail so far and now she had even lost hope of being into one ever again which would not turn out to be a disappointment like all the others.
She tried to divert her attention from the nasty remarks of those kids and glanced at the sky but the grey and gloomy clouds didn’t make her feel any better, rather she felt even more dejected.
To her, it felt like the worst day ever and she just wanted it to end.
After 30 long minutes, she finally reached the library and at the sight of its front door, she became teary-eyed as she had thought she would never get to it today. It felt like a great accomplishment.
And just when she thought that this day could not get any worse and that the rest of it might be better, she received a last minute call from her office.They wanted her to get back in an hour for a night’s shift. Her voice choked as she answered the call and she fell to the ground at the library gate breaking down into tears.
She had thought the library to be her final stop before home but now home felt like a distant dream. And all she knew was that the night was yet not over and that it was going to be one long night.
She no more had a final destination in sight as it seemed nearly impossible tonight.