Evelyn,worked for the local library of Silverton Oregon.the library could be described in one word,boring.however Evelyn liked boring she liked simple,because she had the eyes of an artist.to her everything in the library contained hidden beauty,the notches of gothic inspiration in the stair railing to the lampposts scattered around each room like fireflies on a summer evening,to the bookshelves of cherry wood that scent of inspiration leaking from the books,she loved it.sorrowingly this love could never compare to the love of her fantasy based off her many years of reading.As she went about her day assisting visitors,refilling shelfs with books,and stopping every so often to dive her nose into dozens of Jane Austin books.she pondered the thought will I ever find love,perhaps someday,someday,one day however it found her.As she stood at the center desk pondering this thought,a tall blonde man,wearing rounded glasses,a green turtleneck and corduroy pants he made his way to the center desk.her eyes light up brighter then stars.he walked closer.her body felt like she touched a 20 volt battery.he rang the service bell.she tried to say how can I help you but the only word that left her lips was a croak akin to a frogs.he jeered at this.her face immediately turned so bright red,you’d think she was allergic to laughter.she turned away from him and with her back turned asked"how can I help you".he responded with"I’m sorry,I didn’t mean to laugh I just I was nervous talking to you.I was going to ask,Um,where,how do I,where do I put this book back,"she turned around and answered "what book is it" he answered"it’s "Emma" by Jane Austin"she gasped"I love that book,wait you didn’t happen to read pride and prejudice,he responded with only 15 times,she bragged"I personally read it 21 times,"is that true,bet you haven’t read the princess bride 34 times"she responded with "how old are you 17" he coyly answered old enough".he then jots his phone number on a bookmarker and hands it to her,she grabs the phone number with composure,and says “Jane Austin you said should be right this way".she leads him to the proper bookshelf and he returns the book his voice shakily asks"so doing anything this weekend".she responds with "I don’t know depends,you doing anything this weekend".she says flirtatiously.he responds with "i mean I was just gonna finish up a book I was writing" her curiosity is peaked"you write? He responds confidently "yeah my newest book is about this guy that meets this beautiful librarian only I don’t know how the next chapter goes is it a tragedy and she never sees him again,or do they go out to dancing,eat Italian food,and finish the night with reading the talented Mr Ripley only to fall asleep by the fire place" she responds with a bright wide smile that could put the moon to shame"I like the second ending more"."and what’s the name of the wonderful librarian.she responds with "Evelyn". They then part ways as he walks away he looks back at her one more time and her at him,she asks "what’s your name" he yells"nick"! She shushes him and mouths"nice to meet you nick" they turn back to each their separate ways as he exits the library he looks up at the sky and yells "Evelyn what a name"! She sees him from inside shakes her head and looks down at his number on the bookmarker and smiles with a dimple in her cheek"nick".