Janet Harte Library Novels & Stories

I quickly forgot the fact that I had to go to the library as I began chatting and helping them. “Thank you so much for visiting us. We hardly see the Alpha, so you visiting us is like the sun coming out after a week of rain,” Janet said. I felt honoured and touched by this elderly woman’s kind words. Her daughter had to go to the town for an errand and coincidentally I was passing by their house. It was nice to accompany this woman. She reminded me of my Nana. She looked up from her knitting and smiled at me, I mirrored the sentiment. Her snow-white hair was twisted in a tight bun while her wrinkly, shaky hands were at work. “Whom are you knitting this scarf for?” I asked as I diced the pota

Fog curled around the pavement, softening the edges of the world. Ethan knocked. Sharp. Measured. A woman opened the door a few inches, eyes cautious. Her face was older now, skin pale, features fine like porcelain. But I recognized her from the file. “Dr. Lillian Hart?” Ethan asked. She hesitated. “Who’s asking?” “Julian Williams. From St. Cloud’s Home.” The color drained from her face. “Oh my God.” “We need to talk,” he said. She didn’t invite us in. Just stepped aside slowly, warily. The interior of her home was clean, clinical. Books lined the walls. Candles flickered on the coffee table. There was a piano in the corner.

Asked the woman near him. “I’m replacing the late Mr. Herald.” By the look on their face, it seemed Mr. Herald’s name was unpopular among these women, hence Lucas elaborated. “I work in the library as the new librarian.” In the library, Mrs. Letty taught Lucas about how the ins and outs of a book, she also introduced Lucas to all the library staff. Which only consist of the head of library, two librarians (included himself), and one cleaner whose job also as manual worker.

Gina said, her attitude and tone more tolerant toward Henry. She was spirited and in a good mood after the date with Greg, though she would have rather stayed in bed. However, she did not dare to drag her feet when she heard that Dan Zimmer's granddaughter had come, even waking Peter before going downstairs with Henry. Janet promptly rose to her feet when she saw them. "Hello, Mr. Lane. I'm Janet Zimmer from Flora Hall." "Oh, Janet. Please sit—make yourself at home," Henry smiled. Janet nodded, and turned toward the other two while Henry introduced, "This is Gina, my daughter-in-law, and Peter, my grandson."

It started the first day he invited her to his house but no matter how mean he was, she always found herself being convinced that he was a good person. "Thank you," she said calmly as she stretched her hand towards Levi for a hand shake. Levi looked at Janet and then Xena before taking her hand in his. His eyes opened wildly as he felt the need to hug her, however he was able to manage the situation just in time. "How are you going to go into the library, it's been locked for years," Janet spoke out as she thought of a plan. Levi observes for a while before going to the drawer. There was a key his dad had left for him and only today did it occurs to him that it might be the library key.

--- The Hartley client meeting was scheduled for Wednesday but Caroline Hartley called Emma's direct line at eleven Tuesday morning and asked if she could come in today instead. Emma said yes and called Alex to rearranged for the afternoon. Caroline Hartley was not what Emma had pictured from the file. She was forty-four and she walked into Conference Room A with the confidence of someone who had been the smartest person in every room for twenty years and had recently been reminded that intelligence was not the same as power. She was angry in the contained way of a person who had decided anger was a resource to be managed rather than expressed. Her lab notebooks were in a careful stack under

“What could you possibly have to do that’s so time consuming?” “Are you kidding?” I folded my arms. “Look at this place. I bet you wouldn’t last one hour running a facility as large as this.” Jake sighed and nodded as he looked around. The Greenbrooke Library was huge. It was two stories high with a coffee shop on the second floor, and there was even a garden out back where people could sit and read as they enjoyed the nature around them. I only had one assistant but she was hardly ever in because of her many doctor’s appointments.

And then the Emily Diamond thing will come for her too. Janice shut up. “I'll keep that in mind,” she gave a tentative smile as picked up her book and made way to leave the library. Suddenly, she needed to be alone. “Sometimes...” Norma spoke as Janice walked away. “We tell the stories that we do because there's something we want to say, but don't want to say straight out.” Janice nodded over her shoulder. “I'm serious about being a sympathetic ear.” “I know. Thank you.” And with that, Janice walked out of the library and back to her cell.

Ruth lamented, “They’re really timid, aren’t they?” Abel lowered his gaze and said, “Callum isn’t at his wit’s end yet, but he can’t afford to take risks.” Ruth contemplated this. This was good. Luna’s brain was working better than it ever had before. Abel thought for a while and reminded her, “Don’t get too close to the people from the Lovehart family, especially Janet. She’s like Sean, willing to do anything for the inheritance.” Even though Ruth had no interest in the Lovehart family, nor had she shown any intention of becoming a part of it, considering how paranoid Janet was, she would not let Ruth run around freely and happily.

Lisa asked, surprised. "I'm Janet Hart, the person Terry wants to marry," Janet introduced herself, her eyes filled with disdain. "I heard you've been dating Terry for some time, so I thought I'd meet you. Why don't we go somewhere and talk?" she asked, but her tone sounded more like an order Lisa must not refuse.