I am so freakin' smart.
Sometimes it can be so satisfying to have an exchange like this:
Patron: I'm looking for a book... It's called The Children of Something Something Street. It's by a classical pianist, about the holocaust.
Me: (Type type type). Is it The Children of Willesden Lane: Beyond the Kindertransport: A Memoir of Music, Love, and Survival?
Patron: Yes! Thank you!