“Why is there no down?” the boy-boy asked the librarian, looking for the elevator button
“There is no downstairs” the librarian chuckled, “Well there is one, but you can’t get there from here?
“Why? What’s down there” child asked 2 more of his 300 questions a day (249 already, his mom didn’t mean to be counting, but she couldn’t help it once she heard that children tend to ask 300 questions a day)
The librarian raised her eyebrows “I think there are library monsters”
“Are they nice” boy-boy recklessly asked, (250 questions)
“I can’t imagine mean monsters living in the library”
The boy-boy went upstairs with his two little brothers, until the library closed.
As the library closed, the boy-boy (and his mom and brothers) went out to the steps to wait for his dad to join them)
While they waited, a natural game of chase arose up and down the steps and looping around the ramp…(and at times climbing upon the railing, although mom kept trying to say no)
Then a mumuring began…a kind of quiet celebatory roar
Naturally the boy-boy had to know “What’s that noise?” he piped out, asking the noise, then the stranger and then finally his mom (253 his mom thought).
“It could be the monsters” mom said, just as the noise quieted
The boy-boy imagined Library Monsters–Piling books up high….Sliding up and down the railings of the library steps, snuggling the animals, messing with the toys. He imagined the monsters had a million eyes, and would spend long hours looking at books–and that during the day they would listen in the pipes to the adults reading them out loud.
Just then the noise started again, and the boy-boy whispered “See you soon” as his dad came down the steps and the family got in the car, and he didn’t ask another question……until they arrived at home!