Library of Illumination by Pack C. A

Author:Pack, C. A. [Pack, C. A.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Carol Pack Media
Published: 2013-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

To Johanna Charette,

You seek Illumination.

May these pages embrace your imagination and feed your soul.

Regards,

Malcolm Trees, Curator

The Library of Illumination

Malcolm Trees?The little, old man in the library had given her a gift. She felt awful about having been rude to him. Maybe she should bake him some brownies to smooth things over.Does he even have any teeth?She made up her mind. She would bake light, fluffy muffins. She wouldn’t add nuts.

Carefully, she turned to the first diary page. It had that day's date on it. She removed a tiny pen from a loop attached to the book. Then carefully, very carefully, she wrote about the day’s events.

As she wrote, she nervously looked up from time to time, expecting to see her words come alive. But every word she wrote stayed firmly on the page.

When she finished, she locked the diary with a tiny key that had been tied to its blue ribbon bookmark and slipped the key into her purse. She hid the diary in the back of a cupboard, behind her supply of bathroom tissue.It should be safe here.

Johanna baked muffins every night and carefully wrapped them in a red and white checked napkin for Mr. Trees, but she received no last-minute requests from her boss to make a delivery. So each night she went home and ate the muffins for dinner, then immediately baked a fresh batch for the next day. She gave up baking after ten days. Her clothing had started to feel snug and she couldn’t afford to keep paying for the ingredients.

The first day she arrived at work without muffins, her boss asked her to make a delivery. That evening, she thanked Malcolm Trees for the diary. He waved his hand in the air as if it were nothing, but she thought she saw a hint of a smile before he turned away.

She was careful not to open any books while there, and watched as he wrapped up a book on the history of tobacco plantations. She accepted it with a nod and a smile and went on her way. Aside from the occasional odor of burning tobacco whenever she hit a bump, there were no mishaps.

***

As the weeks passed, her boss called on Johanna to make deliveries with increasing frequency. Each time he told her to pickup a book at the library, her joy exceeded the time before. Not that she let it show. It was her secret. She spoke to her boss as little as possible about her visits. Whenever he told her to make a delivery, he stared at her as if he expected her to spill her guts about everything she had seen inside the library, but he’d stoppedaskingher about it, because when he tried questioning her, Johanna always requested time off as compensation for her trouble.

Every time she picked up a parcel, she diligently wrote about the experience in the tiny diary. It had become second nature. As the year progressed, Johanna had many opportunities to explore the books she saw.

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