Bedtime Story: The Enchanted Bookshop – Night 4

Bedtime Story: The Enchanted Bookshop – Night 4



Once Upon a Time…

Sven was waiting the next morning when the clerk arrived to open the gates at the storage facility. He wanted to get his hands on the rare books, turn them into cash, dispose of the rest, and get out of there. He didn’t know where he would go. Not back to Europe. She was forever gone to him; he had to give up.

He jiggled the key in the lock and, just as he was about to give up and summon the clerk for assistance, the door gave way, opening into a dimly-lit room stacked, floor-to-ceiling, with boxes numbered in his grandfather’s neat hand. Before the disease robbed him of the ability to hold a pen, Sven thought.

A clipboard hung on a nail inside the door, holding an inventory of the boxes. Sven paged through the sheets, trying to determine which boxes contained the rare books. He was scanning the entries labeled “Magic Books” when his eyes stopped at a long list of names scribbled in the margin. His name was on the list.


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Copyright 2014 by Barbara Hinske