On Thursday afternoon, Marash Girl was at the library, peaceful, sitting deep in a comfortable sofa chair ensconced in a murder mystery she had just selected from the shelves, when all of a sudden all hell broke loose. Librarians running, EMT's dashing up the stairway carrying a stretcher, soon followed by a phalanx of police in uniform . . . what was it? What had happened?
What had happened? A perfectly respectable looking man who appeared to be in is 40's had taken an overdose and was soon wheeled out of the library on a stretcher, comatose, surrounded by emergency medical personnel and Newton's finest!
Whenever will we wise up? That is the real mystery.