Lending Library Box Plans Novels & Stories

I chuckle as he sits down on one of the rickety chairs that looks like it has seen better days. “This here.” I say at the wooden box of small drawers. “This is what libraries used to use to catalog their books. It is a filling system to help either find what you are looking for or to put books away. The books spine would have the letters connecting it to the catalog card.” I say as he gives me a weird look. “Sounds complicated.” I chuckle a little and shake my head. “Not really, it’s just like the one you use on your phone. This one is just in paper index card form.” I say as I glance at him.

“October 10th. Two thousand and one.” Miss Ada nodded, her fingers dancing over the keys. “I’ve already got the address for the pack house in the system. Just a moment, dear.” A small whir came from the side printer, and Miss Ada retrieved a fresh library card with Ryleigh’s name printed in bold at the bottom. “Here you go,” she said, handing it over. “You can check out five books at a time. They’re due back in two weeks. If we’re closed, there’s a drop box right by the front door.”

On my way home, I stop by the Lending Library. Our neighborhood has been blessed with a wonderful treasure, the Lending Library. It's the most sacred of treasures for a reader like me. The idea is, I read a book, and when I'm finished, I return it to the Lending Library for someone else to read. The Lending Library is a large bookshelf that stands on a post. It resembles a mailbox.

It all comes out rushed. “I beg your pardon?” “What… are you doing… that box, I mean, I need it.” “Oh! The Alpha has requested that the recent box be taken to his office. He’s going to arrange for some donations to the children’s wing of the infirmary–” “Those… aren’t children’s books,” I stammer. “I can get you some. Actually, the Luna is here–she’s in the kid’s section–not reading, I mean–I mean she can read, of course, just–”