Kelan and I stood side by side and I felt like we were posing for some vintage photo that you get when you go on vacation.
“There. Perfect,” Beannca said putting her camera away.
“Now, off you cute couple, go or you’ll be late.” Jack pushed us out the door.
Lou, Ella, Roan and Beannca all yelled goodbye and then we were shoved into the hallway.
“Are you ready for this?’ I asked looping my arm back into Kelan’s.
“I’ve been ready for a long time. I just wish my Grandpa could see me.”
“I know, I wish my mom could’ve seen me.”
We walked in silence except for the rustling sound of our coats swaying behind us.
“Why do they dress like this anyhow?’
“Tradition,” he smiled at me. “You’ll have lots to learn and lots and lots of reading.” Kelan made it sound bad as we stopped in in front of the elevator.
“Good thing I like to read,” I replied.
“Ready?” Kelan asked as he let his finger hover over the button.
I drew in a deep breath. “Ready.”
Downstairs was quiet with hardly anyone in the large lobby. I felt funny walking around looking like some weirdo dressed like I had just stepped out of the Victorian era, hat and all.
“So are we taking one of Jack’s cars?’ I asked Kelan.
“Ah, Miss VanHaven and Mr. Blackwell, it’s good to see you again,” Benjamin said opening the door for us. “I was just headed up to tell you your vehicle is ready.”
His hazel eyes pierced mine for a moment as the smell of cinnamon filled my nose. “I must say Abigail, you look very nice tonight and I’m glad you’ll be joining us here at the Fisher Building.” His voice was as smooth as glass and I could listen to him forever just talking about nothing. “Please and when you have time, let me show you around and let you know about all the amenities here.”
“I would like that,” I replied as he gently took my hand and kissed it. I could feel my cheeks flush and Kelan’s arm tighten around mine.
“We have to go or we’ll be late,” Kelan said firmly glaring with a cool smile at Benjamin as he wrapped his arm around me.
“Of course, let me open the door for you,” Benjamin said with a tip of his hat.
Outside the air rushed around us and the smell of exhaust fumes filled the air just as a black car with swooping fenders and round headlights pulled up.
“Wow,” I said looking at it. “We’re like gangsters or something!” I teased as Kelan smiled and shook his head.
We walked towards the car when someone called my name.
“Abigail VanHaven!” the woman’s voice called with a chuckle.
I turned around to see Lucy standing behind me smiling and swaying back and forth.
“Abigail VanHaven, you’re a librarian now and Grace sent me to watch your door. And you’re missing one thing,” Lucy
reached behind her and flipped something silver and black around me. “You can’t leave without your gift from me!”
I looked at the scarf that she had knitted and given to me the first time I met her. “Thank you, I forget…” I smiled only to find her image gone and in her place crumpled newspapers rolling like tumbleweeds down the sidewalk.
“Abi, are you coming?” Kelan asked with the car door open.
I smiled at him and then looked back at where Lucy was and at the ornate building that is my new home. I had finally found my place in this big world and even the hidden ones as well. “Yes, I’m coming.”
About the Author
M.M. Gavillet lives in west central Illinois with her husband, two children, one dog, three cats, several ducks and two demanding guinea pigs where she drinks more tea than any sane person should and likes to play in the dirt planting flowers. She has been spinning stories since she was little, but only recently discovered her passion for writing.
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