Constance Melcher
April 21, 2022 7:36 AM
On a mission by Constance Melcher
Today, Connie had tied her hair up before breakfast. That always meant it was going to be an interesting day. She had woken up with her mind swimming, and she had done her best to wade through the wonder. Constance Melcher was a collector of thoughts and a knower of things, but there were so many things that she did not yet know. Someday, she would know them all, but she was still quite young and had a lot of time to do it.The library was always a good place to begin when one was in the mood to know something, and it was there which she did begin. Constance knew the Dewey Decimal System like the back of her hand - and in fact had explored and implemented something quite similar to keep her own things organized, not just books but clothing, dolls, etc. - and was able to efficiently determine in which rows she would find her prizes.
There was one particular book which she had borrowed previously, a hefty nonfiction with a burgundy dust jacket, and she was eager to reread it in case there were any details she had missed or not fully grasped. It was on the top shelf, though, and well out of her tiny reach. She could have levitated it down, but there was someone else standing too close to the shelf, and she didn’t want to accidentally hit them with it. So instead, she politely approached and said, “Excuse me. Can you get that one down for me?”
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