Title: THE LIBRARIAN
Author: Christy Sloat
Pub. Date: June 17, 2017
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Formats: Paperback,
eBook
eBook
Pages: 230
Find it: Goodreads
He’s from 1892 England, she’s in a small
library in 2017. And that’s just the start of their troubles.
library in 2017. And that’s just the start of their troubles.
Emme never meant to stay in Maine. She’d
come only to find a librarian for her Gram’s library, a custodian for the
collection of mysterious books she’d promised to protect. On a dark, wintery
night, alone in the library, she takes her first glance into one of the antique
novels and finds herself transported to 1892 England staring into the eyes of
handsome and dashing hero Jack Ridgewell. As each chapter passes she learns you
can truly fall in love with a character in a book, that book boyfriends are
real and Emme must choose between the real world, and his.
come only to find a librarian for her Gram’s library, a custodian for the
collection of mysterious books she’d promised to protect. On a dark, wintery
night, alone in the library, she takes her first glance into one of the antique
novels and finds herself transported to 1892 England staring into the eyes of
handsome and dashing hero Jack Ridgewell. As each chapter passes she learns you
can truly fall in love with a character in a book, that book boyfriends are
real and Emme must choose between the real world, and his.
When the last page is read he’s gone and
Emme feels the cold loneliness of lost love. Will she find Jack again, or will
their love be forever lost? The answer lies within the pages…
Emme feels the cold loneliness of lost love. Will she find Jack again, or will
their love be forever lost? The answer lies within the pages…
I bent down on my hands and knees and
felt along the floor hoping not to touch anything gross. My hands grazed
something odd. I felt along its edges. It was hard and didn’t seem to belong
there. Now my curiosity had me crouching in the dark trying to figure out what
this was. Finally I found the flashlight and clicked it on. Focusing the light,
I saw the odd thing sticking up like a broken piano key. It was a floorboard
upended. I pushed it to get it back into place, but all that did was make it
fly up further and then completely out of the floor.
felt along the floor hoping not to touch anything gross. My hands grazed
something odd. I felt along its edges. It was hard and didn’t seem to belong
there. Now my curiosity had me crouching in the dark trying to figure out what
this was. Finally I found the flashlight and clicked it on. Focusing the light,
I saw the odd thing sticking up like a broken piano key. It was a floorboard
upended. I pushed it to get it back into place, but all that did was make it
fly up further and then completely out of the floor.
“Well, that’s just great,” I told
myself.
myself.
I was here in the dark talking to
myself. I dared to take a look into the floor, hoping not to find a rat family
living inside or a web housing a large spider. I did find something, but it
wasn’t sinister; it was a set of books in a case covered in plastic wrap. Reaching
in, I pulled them out. The dust on it was at least three inches thick. This
must be the special book collection Gram told me to read and to keep safe.
Anything that was precious to her, she hid—like the money I found pinned to her
clothing in her closet, or the other jewelry she had taped to the back of her
dresser.
myself. I dared to take a look into the floor, hoping not to find a rat family
living inside or a web housing a large spider. I did find something, but it
wasn’t sinister; it was a set of books in a case covered in plastic wrap. Reaching
in, I pulled them out. The dust on it was at least three inches thick. This
must be the special book collection Gram told me to read and to keep safe.
Anything that was precious to her, she hid—like the money I found pinned to her
clothing in her closet, or the other jewelry she had taped to the back of her
dresser.
I brushed the dust off and opened the
plastic to find four books inside. They were pretty good in size and looked to
be in great condition. They didn’t have traditional covers that you’d see in a
bookstore. Instead they were covered in a thick material to keep the books
clean and the binding solid. I pulled the first book from the case and placed
the others back into the hole. Covering it back with the loose board was easier
than taking it out. I held the book close, and instead of going upstairs I went
to my book nook. I had just washed the blankets the day before. Cozied up in
the nook, I stared out the window one last time before opening the book. I
decided I would only read for a little while before going up to bed. Gram did want me to read them after all.
plastic to find four books inside. They were pretty good in size and looked to
be in great condition. They didn’t have traditional covers that you’d see in a
bookstore. Instead they were covered in a thick material to keep the books
clean and the binding solid. I pulled the first book from the case and placed
the others back into the hole. Covering it back with the loose board was easier
than taking it out. I held the book close, and instead of going upstairs I went
to my book nook. I had just washed the blankets the day before. Cozied up in
the nook, I stared out the window one last time before opening the book. I
decided I would only read for a little while before going up to bed. Gram did want me to read them after all.
I opened the first page to the title
page; it was blank. I flipped the page and snuggled deeper into the blankets
preparing to read the first chapter and that’s when things changed. © Christy Sloat
page; it was blank. I flipped the page and snuggled deeper into the blankets
preparing to read the first chapter and that’s when things changed. © Christy Sloat
I am Southern California native, now
living in New Jersey! How did that happen? I am married and
have two beautiful little girls who love to read just like Mommy. I have
had a passion for books since I was a little girl and an imagination for
just as long. I hope my books can inspire others to read and to write too.
living in New Jersey! How did that happen? I am married and
have two beautiful little girls who love to read just like Mommy. I have
had a passion for books since I was a little girl and an imagination for
just as long. I hope my books can inspire others to read and to write too.
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