Reading Up a Storm
“I’ve always wanted to say that.
Tonight was the perfect opportunity to do so: a ferocious storm was fast heading our way. It wasn’t going to be a hurricane, I was glad to hear, but since I live this close to the ocean, even a smaller storm can be a terrifying thing.
Fortunately, the full strength of the tempest wasn’t due to arrive for a couple of hours yet, so we were able to continue with our carefully laid nefarious plan.
The big clock over the circulation desk struck six, announ...cing closing time at the Bodie Island Lighthouse Library on a Monday. Charlene, our academic librarian, wasn’t working today, but she’d come in a few minutes ago on a made-up pretext to keep our boss, Bertie James, in her office. I peered out the window. Night had arrived early as thick clouds heralded the approach of bad weather. A steady line of headlights flashed between the rows of tall red pines on either side of the driveway, and cars were pulling into our parking lot.MoreLess
Tonight was the perfect opportunity to do so: a ferocious storm was fast heading our way. It wasn’t going to be a hurricane, I was glad to hear, but since I live this close to the ocean, even a smaller storm can be a terrifying thing.
Fortunately, the full strength of the tempest wasn’t due to arrive for a couple of hours yet, so we were able to continue with our carefully laid nefarious plan.
The big clock over the circulation desk struck six, announ...cing closing time at the Bodie Island Lighthouse Library on a Monday. Charlene, our academic librarian, wasn’t working today, but she’d come in a few minutes ago on a made-up pretext to keep our boss, Bertie James, in her office. I peered out the window. Night had arrived early as thick clouds heralded the approach of bad weather. A steady line of headlights flashed between the rows of tall red pines on either side of the driveway, and cars were pulling into our parking lot.MoreLess
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