Vampire Girl 10 by Karpov Kinrade

Author:Karpov Kinrade
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Daring Books

Chapter 4

"You're who I was going to meet at the coffee house?"

He nods and sits, pulling me to his side.

I twist away far enough to face him, and take the letter into my own hands, running my fingers over the grained surface of the luxurious stationary. "I made this paper myself," I say absently.

He smiles. "I know. You mentioned it in the second letter we exchanged."

This strange pen pal relationship began a year ago yesterday when a mysterious letter arrived in the mail addressed to the library. I happened to be working that day and opened it. The letter was a detailed request for a specific book that dealt with alchemical practices in South India in the early 9th century. I found the request intriguing. Of course we didn't have anything like that in our library. But I have connections around the world, and found a rare edition for him that he was willing to pay a premium for.

I became something of his book curator after that. Scouring the world via my sources and connections, hunting down rare texts for him that no one else had ever heard of save a small handful of people.

We never communicated by phone or computer, which suited me just fine. It was always through letters, which, over time, became interspersed with more personal reflections. We shared pieces of our lives, carefully cut out of the bigger picture, carved into something only relevant to each other. He would translate long sections of the books he was reading, of which he often had the only copy in existence, and I would share my thoughts about the selected passages as I greedily devoured his elaborate calligraphy-style writing. I would hunt down rare editions of books I thought he would enjoy, and though my budget didn’t come close to his, I often discovered affordable finds that were rare and more valuable than most people knew. I would send him these treasures and wait, sometimes weeks, for his reply. I was never disappointed. He would send pages of writing on his interpretation of the text, and his enthusiasm for the discoveries.

We didn't learn the things you might learn about someone on a first date. Favorite color, favorite food, greatest fear. But we learned so much more than that. We learned the working of each other's minds, the depth of intellectual curiosity we shared. The fascination with ancient texts and mysteries.

As the one year anniversary of the day that first letter came approached, I made the bold move to suggest we meet in person. I had no romantic expectations. I didn't even know if S.K. was a man or woman (though I speak of him as male now because I know he is), young or old, single or romantically involved. It didn't matter. I'd found a soul mate, whatever the form came in, and I wanted to meet for coffee and talk about our shared love of ideas.

S.K. didn't reply for several weeks, and I became nervous that I'd scared him off.

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