Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow
library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most
people rummaging around a bunch of dusty books and periodicals would be a chore to be
avoided at all costs, but Ryan was different, he loved feel of the books in his hands and
the aroma of old manuscripts filling his nose, but especially the wealth of information
found like buried treasure between the sometimes frayed covers. He was only eighteen,
but already he knew what he wanted to do with his life, go to college, major in library
science, and become a curator for some large research library. He wasn't interested in
checking books in and out, or sending out past due notices to tardy borrowers, no, he
wanted to get into old manuscripts, first editions, and rare writings from days gone by.
For now, though, just being able to work at something he truly loved was enough for him. ... MORE
