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NaNoFriMo Week, Part 3: the conclusion

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NaNoWriMo ImageIn honor of National Novel Writing Month, aka, NaNoWriMo, Nevins Buzz wrote a story during the month of November.  Three of our contributors passed around a story, mostly posted on Fridays in November (This is why we’re calling it NaNoFRIMo!) What follows is the exciting conclusion…

Click on the links to read  Part 1 and Part 2

The building he stepped into wasn’t like the library at the Grand Academy of Wizards. There books floated (and on occasion spontaneously combusted). Still the small library felt welcoming as Gerald stepped through the front door. He looked up, it really was small though, “Really, really small.”

A laugh came from the desk next to the door, and he realized that it was also a silent library. Or it had been.

He cleared his throat a couple of times and turned to face the woman behind the desk. She was short and slight, perhaps five feet tall. She had light brown hair cut close to her head, and the bit of white peeking out at the roots gave a clue to her age. “Ah– hi–” He stuck out his hand, then pulled it back. “I apologize. It’s a beautiful library. Truly.”

The woman smiled, “No apology needed. This is a small town, and it’s no shame to have a small library. Are you new in town?”

Gerald glanced around the library as a meow seemed to echo through the space, “I-ah-no, just busy.”

“I’m Ms. Halwort.” She chuckled to herself, “Sorry, just before you got here we had Story Time. I’m Dorothy and the self important meow came from Madeline.”

“A cat?”

Dorothy nodded, “Our library cat. She adopted us about five years ago and we let the children name her.”

“Oh–” Gerald glanced from side to side before focusing again on Dorothy, “I’m Jerry– Gerald.”

“Well Jerry Gerald, how may I help you?”

Gerald frowned, “No, it’s– ah–” he blushed, “I’m not usually this scattered.” A smile fluttered across his face, “In my youth I could talk the bark off a tree. But now with Abby and Dana– and Angie–” Gerald sighed. “I feel like I’m juggling war wands… ah, chainsaws. It’s like I’m juggling chainsaws on a teeter totter.”

Without a word Dorothy picked up a flyer from the display next to her and handed it to him. “Dad’s and Donuts is the 2nd and 4th.”

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“Thank you. That’s not actually why I came here. But thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Dorothy folded her hands on the desk and waited. She didn’t have to wait long before Gerald spoke.

“Do you have anything in the library on home schooling? I have two girls. Abby and Dana. No matter what we do they don’t want to go to school. We, Angie and I, we’re at the end of our ropes. The problem is I’m not sure where to start.”

Dorothy came around the desk. “Our Non-Fiction is upstairs.” She led the way to a spiral staircase that he hadn’t seen from the doorway. “The books will be in two places. 371.042 and 649.68.”

He’d gone up the stairs first, but paused and looked over his shoulder, “How do you know?”

Dorothy smiled, “Well, it wasn’t magic. I’ve been a librarian for more than forty years young man, and the Dewey Decimal system is not terribly complicated. Here we go–”

She pulled books off the shelf with titles like, Real Life Homeschooling, The Year of Learning Dangerously, and A Parent’s Guide to Homeschooling. Then they moved to the 649s. There was a book by David Guterson called Family Matters: Why Home Schooling Makes Sense, and one called Home School Manual.

Gerald held the Home School Manual in his hands, “This is a sixth edition?”

Dorothy pulled down a couple more books as she nodded. “You are not the first to want to enrich your childrens’ lives through home schooling. Nor will you be the last. If done right it’s as good a solution as public or private school.”

They both fell silent as they navigated back down the stairs, their arms laden with books. Dorothy piled the books on the counter when they got there and handed Gerald a piece of paper. “If you fill out this form and show me your ID we’ll get you a card.”

“Thank you– Thank you so much. I– my wife focuses on numbers and rules and reading these will help me convince her it’s the right thing to do.”

Dorothy took the form from him. Madeline jumped up onto the counter in front of him, and before he knew it, he had a card and Dorothy had checked the books out to it. She slid them across the counter, the long strip of thermal paper sticking out from the top one. “I wish you good luck with your wife and kids and if you need anything else, we’re here for you…” Her smile came back, “As long as you don’t need us on a Sunday, or Thursday morning, or Friday or Saturday Night.”

Gerald laughed, “Thank you so much.”

Before either of them could utter another word something that sounded like a cross between a roar and meow came from Madeline.


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