Together Forever

Chapter 3

The library was HUGE. The room was round and had probably about ten stories full of books. I swear I was in heaven!

"How does this all fit in your house?" I asked in astonishment.

"My grandparents loved their books, so they had to figure out how to fit their whole collection in one room. It was funny when they were building it," he said. "They wouldn't stop arguing on how to organize all the books, how big everything needed to be. The big one was what kind of wood to make the shelves out of. My grandfather wanted brazil wood and my grandmother wanted cherry wood. Finally, after months of arguing they settled for mahogany."

"Can I go look?" I asked shyly. He laughed.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" he asked still laughing. "I wanted to show you this to see your reaction and to let you see a place where you can hang out while your here. Go see if you can find anything you like."

I started down the stairs that were like the ones in the front entryway. The floor was made of a dark rich looking wood that I didn't recognize. Across from the stairs were tall windows that had velvet drapes hanging from them. There was a big desk off to one side-probably where Jack's grandfather did his paperwork. I looked up and saw a gigantic chandelier that looked to be made from crystals. There were thin spiral staircases that led to the many levels of books. The metal of the railing on the staircases were a black metal that look like ivy climbing up the banister. The smell of old books started to overwhelm me the further I went into the library. The shelves were only slightly dusty like they had been a few days ago. Which was probably the case. I found myself in front of a good-sized painting. There was a woman that I knew must be Jack's mom and a small boy that was probably about six maybe seven years old. I knew at once this must be Jack.

I looked behind me to see where he had gone, he moved so silently that I had not noticed that he had been following me. He was staring at me like he was trying to read my thoughts.

"What?" I asked him.

"Nothing," he said.

"Jack, I know you better than that. You have that look on your face. What's wrong?"

"I was just wondering what it would be like if I had never met you."

"Why would you wonder that?!" I asked in shock.

"I don't know. Just forget I said anything. So, what do you think?" he asked changing the subject.

"This is amazing. I absolutely love it in here."

"I'm glad you like it. We should go to bed it's getting pretty late."

I followed him out of the library with one last glance back at the majestic room but mostly to see the picture again.

"So, what are we going to do now?" I asked once we reached the door to my bedroom.

"Well I was thinking we should get some sleep and then see what we can do tomorrow."

"That sounds good. What is there to do around here?"

"You'll have to wait and see," Jack said.

"Oh, come on! Just tell me!" I pleaded. I knew I wouldn't get anywhere with pleading, but it was worth a shot.

"You can wait Anya. It's a surprise. You'll love it when you see it." I crossed my arms stubbornly when he said that.

"Fine," I muttered. "It better be good if you're not going to tell me."

"Oh, it will be," he said. He started to lean towards me a little then went back to his previous position. "Good night Anya. See you in the morning." He turned and went to his bedroom.