Mat Nicholson’s
Chapter V
ANTIQUE
B
oston did the only thing that he felt was
wise. He wrote himself a note to find a
good book specialist in the city and hire
them to come out here and take care of
this mess of a library. Perhaps they
would need the added help of a talented
linguist as well since Boston himself had
never seen some of the languages on the
book spines. That would not be cheap,
but Boston was sure that he could find someone
willing to make the trek out to Brookline. Convinced of his own cleverness in pawning off this
job on another person, he headed towards the
library door tucked in between two looming bookshelves. Initially he was hesitant to leave the
warmth of the fire. That hesitance quickly faded
as the creaks and thumps of an old house settling
surrounded him. The way that the