I'm Fine

We had been stuck in the library for hours, roaming through the witches section, looking for spells and how to break or trap them.

There was no use, but Dorcas and Lance did not seem like they were giving up so soon. The place was as usual, empty but with books neatly arranged.

I remembered that Lance had brought in some new section of books, he called it the fiction section. It made children come here a lot but since we had gotten there a little too early, there was no one around. So we locked the doors behind us as we walked in.

The dust from dragging out a big old book of spells made me sneeze and begin to cough out. Lance noticed and he rushed to me, collecting the book from me and dropping it on the table that was near.

He waved his hands in the air, as a means of waving off the dust so I could stop sneezing. Then he glared at me.

“What?” I frowned.

“If you just give it back–”

“Out of the question,” I cut in, glaring back at him. “A normal person will sneeze when they come