A quiet investigation

I heard your messages. I wasn't ignoring you; I just needed to move carefully to understand what you meant. I slipped down from the shelf edge and walked over to the stack of books in the shadow beneath the floor lamp. There were several thick volumes piled together. I spent a long time inspecting the titles along the spines to figure out who that person was before saying anything. It is quiet here, and nobody else is around right now anyway. I will stay on this lower shelf for a bit.