The story


Many of you have already heard this but I wanted to blog this anyway because it is SO AMAZINGLY WEIRD. I just don’t know what to make of it.

I have been weeding the Young Adult Fiction collection at the library. For those of you not familiar with library jargon, weeding is pretty much exactly what it sounds like. We need to make room for new books so we get rid of books that aren’t circulating. I’ve been going through each book in the collection, seeing when it has last checked out and figuring out the average times it has checked out in a year. If it has checkout less than two times per year on average, it’s outta here.

It’s valentines day.  I’m humming along, doing my librarian thing, minding my own business. I scan a (kind of dorky looking) book and see that the last checkout was storage. Which means it has been years since it was checked out to a human. The book was in storage a year ago while we were in our temporary building. I was getting ready to send it to the recycling bin but instead I opened it up because I noticed something inside. What I saw completely floored me completely because it was valentines day and THIS is what was inside this book that had not been in the hands of a human being for I don’t know how long: