<strong>Kyle at the Library</strong><br/><br/>"Thanks...I was...umm...I was just looking around."  For some reason, admitting to this pretty lady that he was a killer red-head that he needed help putting a simple resume together really didn't sound that appealing.  "I'm..um..."<em>Think, dammit, think!</em>"I need a book on starting a small business."  The thought came out of nowhere but it certainly sounded more impressive than a resume book.  Why was he trying to impress this girl he barely knew?  This was stupid but maybe all the business and career books would be near each other so he could slink over and look for resume books when she wasn't looking.<br/><br/>At the same time as he began weaving this lie, he was bothered by some reason that he couldn't pin down.  Something about her seemed weirdly familiar.