The Walrus in the Library
Flash fiction
Lavinia was 7 years old when she first went to the library in her hometown Lugoj, Romania with her mom. As they entered the building, a musty smell hit Lavinia as hard as someone hurling dirty socks at her.
After taking a deep breath, Lavinia found a book about a grumpy walrus. She read and laughed until the plump, dark-haired librarian came over with a sour expression on her face.
Lavinia shouted:
“Mom, there is a walrus in the library!”
The mom winked and said: “I know. You’re reading about it!”
Thank you for the great writing prompt, Ellie Jacobson!
Libraries are as sacred to me as cathedrals, so I jumped on this prompt, although I have tons of work to do, which can certainly wait, as I have to read before I think and write before I think, or maybe think before I write — ha!ha!
Sparks №32: What the Library Means to You | by Ellie Jacobson | Flint and Steel | Apr, 2022 | Medium
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