Tuesday Tales - Green

 

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is “green”. This is an excerpt to a story that I have no idea where it’s going. I’m not sure if it will even be a romance per se. Stay tuned!

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Dana was patient enough to slow down at times and give a wide berth to objects that might cause serious harm. After the sixth collision that Dani was certain would leave a bruise, the experienced librarian patted her on the arm with a chuckle. “Don’t worry. We’ve all been there.”

Dani scowled as she rubbed her arm. “When did you get over it? There’s just too much to see.”

Dani looked like she was pondering the answer for a few moments. “About a year. The awe of being here never goes away. I still can’t believe this is my job. However, you get used to it. It becomes like home. Come on. I have a pile of books to reshelve. You can give me a hand. It will help you figure out what types of books go where.”

Dani led her back to the Information Desk. Next to the doorway waited a three rack red painted steel cart. Dana wasn’t kidding when she said there were a few books to reshelve. Each level was overflowing with tomes needing to find their way back to their appropriate place. It was found to take a while to put the back where they belonged. 

The two women chatted as they put the books on the cart away. In a short time, Dani learned that Dana was married to a man named Ben and that they had three children, two boys and a girl. The guys were in high school while her princess was in middle school. The family lived next door to her parents in a suburb that was easy to commute from. 

Before Dani could say anything about herself, she noticed someone sitting on the floor between the shelves. Ezra clenched the large volume in his hands like it was a lifeline. The pages were just inches from his face. 

Dani glanced from him to the closest chair. It was a basic office style armchair in a neutral forest green. “He looks so uncomfortable there on the hard stone. Why doesn’t he sit in the chair?”

Dana shrugged. “You’re going to find out that Ezra is a bit of an odd duck.”