Library [1-21]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

When George got to the library, it seemed that something had been at work on the books all night.  The kids books were filed away with the history books, the cooking books with art, the books on American politics completely hidden behind some of the atlases. 

He sighed as he realised the extent of the random reshuffling, but at least he had hot chocolate to drink as he finished the normal library tasks and moved on to reshelving half the library. 

If anyone needed him, he was around.

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Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"Then I'm only grateful for such a conscientious aide," Henry said.

Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George snickered at that. "Don' ever say tha' t'me mam if yer still here next parents' weekend. She'll have an apoplexy an' pass out."

Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"I'll tell her you're always late, rarely sober, and usually indolent," Henry promised. "Would that be less likely to cause her to faint from shock?"

Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"That'll cause her t'whack me somethin' fierce," George admitted. "Mayhap halfway between?"

Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"I'll do my best to strike a good balance if it comes up."

Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"Yer a good man, Librarian," George decided, snaring a book on costumes from fleeing into the housewares system.

Re: Talk to George [1-21]

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"That is," Henry said, as he adeptly moved to block the path of the runaway book, "my goal in life."