The Book
by Kay Mack
Geraldine browsed the card catalog and came across a book titled, The Book that Explains Everything that Ever Was or Ever Will Be or Ever Could Have Been. She made a note of the reference number, but when she got to the specified aisle, she couldn't find it.
She went to the librarian's desk, and asked if she knew where it was.
"Oh, yes," said the librarian. "That's a popular one. We don't keep it out, you see. It's much too large for the shelves. It's bigger than the whole library."
"Ah," said Geraldine, imagining a book bigger than the whole library. She didn't think she'd be able to carry it back to her apartment if that was the case, or know where she'd put it when she got there. She didn't want to tell the librarian that though, in case she wouldn't let her have it. "Can I check it out?"
The librarian laughed. "Oh no dear, it's already checked out. Very popular you see, and we just have the one copy."
"Darn," said Geraldine. "Well, can I put my name on the hold list?"
"Well the thing is" said the librarian. "It's such a popular book that we just assume everyone wants to check it out, and we put you on the hold list as soon as you sign up for a library card!"
"That's good I guess," said Geraldine, but it didn't feel good. She lingered at the counter, not knowing what to do next.
The librarian must have noticed, because she said, "You know, a new book has come out, the one over there with the blue cover. Why don't you give it a try?"
Geraldine thanked her and checked the book with the blue cover. It was interesting, but she felt that The Book would have been much more so.
Geraldine had her purse, her keys, her wallet, and a stack of books to return to the library. The books had been just okay, but none of them were what she really wanted to read. None of them were The Book. Now she just needed to get Kayla in the car, and she could go and see if her hold on it had come in yet.
"Honey?" she called "It's time to go to the library!"
Kayla didn't answer. Geraldine checked her room, but Kayla wasn't there. She wasn't in the bathroom hiding behind the shower curtain. She wasn't under the desk in the office. She wasn't in any number of places she usually was. Geraldine was beyond annoyed when she found Kayla twenty minutes later, wedged behind the wheelbarrow in the garage.
Kayla was also beyond annoyed and refused to unwedge herself, no matter what Geraldine said.
"I don't understand," Geraldine cried. "You love the library!"
"I do!" cried Kayla back. "But I hate going there with you! You embarrass me because you always yell at the librarians. You keep asking for some stupid book they never have and are mad all day that they don't have it!"
Geraldine sank to the floor of the garage.
