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Chapter Four
"Library"
The next day, Lizzie and Gordo headed off to the library.
"What exactly are we looking for at the library?" Lizzie asked.
"Anything we can find. The library is bound to have old newspaper articles or books about crime or something. Anything more than that diary we found," Gordo said, "Speaking of the diary, any new speculations?"
Not really. I mean, it is really amazing how much in love they seem to be, according to the diary and everything. She sounds as if her future is set. She really wanted nothing more than to be Mrs. Robert Bailey Jones," Lizzie said.
"Really?" Gordo said and he grinned.
"Wipe that grin off your face, David Gordon!" Lizzie said, "What do you find so amusing anyway?"
"Nothing," Gordo said, "It just sounds like times haven't changed all that much as in the ways girls talk."
"I hope you are kidding," Lizzie said.
"And what if I am not?" Gordo said and he raised his eyebrow.
"You have to be kidding. I do not go parading around wishing someone would call me and 'woo' me like she does."
"You don't?"
"No, as a matter of fact, I don't," Lizzie said.
"Whatever," Gordo said, "We are here!" Ahead of them was the public library.
"You know, Addy and Rob used to go to this library. This was quite the hang out for them, actually," Lizzie said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"Cool. This library has been around for a while, so I am not surprised," Gordo said.
"In fact, this was their meeting place for a lot of things. In fact, they used to meet here before Addy's parents knew about them, and they would talk for hours. Addy called them dates," Lizzie explained.
"How romantic!" Gordo said sarcastically.
"It was romantic! They were together, which is what made it so wonderful! It didn't matter where they were, but they found everyplace they went special because they had each other," Lizzie said.
"Hmm, well, fun. Are we going in or not?" Gordo said and he opened the door, waiting for Lizzie.
"Yeah, in a second," Lizzie said, and she dug out the diary, and found a certain entry. Gordo shrugged and went inside. She sighed out loud. That particular entry was so romantic. She sat down on a nearby wall, and closed her eyes. She could almost imagine this whole scenario happening, right before her eyes. It was like a movie, the image of Addy resembled Lizzie, and Rob looked like Gordo, as she went through a flashback in her mind of that cold February day in 1948.
***Flashback***
"Addy, are you coming or not?" Rob asked, standing at the library door, waiting for her. He was wearing a long coat over his clothes and a cap to keep his head warm.
Addy opened her eyes, and looked around, "Yeah, I am coming, Rob," she said and she ran up to where he was.
"Good! It is freezing out there, and I don't think you would want to catch a cold."
Rob opened the library door for her, and Addy went through, followed by Rob. Rob took off his cap, scarf and jacket and helped Addy take off her coat. They placed it them on the rack near the door.
The library was fairly empty. There was a woman librarian sorting through books. She looked up from her job at the two teenagers. She shook her head disapprovingly. Men in business suits were around reading the newspaper and drinking their coffee. There were a few women, but most of them worked at the library.
Rob took Addy's hand and led her off to their usual spot, the table behind the poetry section. "I want to show you something," he said, and he took her to the poetry shelf. He took out a book, "Here," he said and he gave it to her.
Addy looked at the book, but their wasn't much to look at. The cover was yellow, and said nothing on it, "What is it?" Addy asked, confused.
"Open it up, and see," Rob said.
Addy opened it up. It was a book of poetry. She read the first poem, which was about flowers and daisies. She was still confused, "I don't understand."
"Addy, this is a poetry book my uncle wrote. It just got published. Addy, my uncle is in the library! Isn't that amazing?" Rob asked, excitedly.
"Yeah, this is exciting!" Addy said, still not getting very excited.
"No, Addy, you don't understand! My uncle was the first person to graduate college in my family. This book is very important to us," he explained.
Addy smiled, "I am happy for you. Maybe you can write a book some day."
"Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know if I am going to college yet, though," Rob said.
"You have time to figure that out, don't you?"
"Yeah, of course I do, but I don't know if I will change my mind."
"Why wouldn't you go to college?"
"I don't know. All I know right now is that I one day hope to be with you forever, and hopefully marry you one day," Rob said.
"Oh, Rob, we have a good five years before marriage is even a question," Addy said.
"I know, but suppose my dad wants me to go out of state for college, and we forget all about each other," Rob said.
"We won't forget about each other. We will write letters and call each other a few times."
"You think we will? You think by then your parents will let you and me be together?"
"Oh, Rob! Of course they will let us be together. Nothing can stop them. You seem awfully nervous, Rob. Are you alright?"
Rob looked into Addy's eyes, "Nervous? Me? Why should I be nervous? I am with the girl I love and will love until I die."
Addy looked at Rob and gapped, "You mean that?"
"Of course," Rob said and he smiled.
"Did you just say what I think you just said?"
"What? I love you? Of course!"
"Oh, Robert Bailey Jones! Can you say it again?"
"Whatever for?"
"Just so I can hear it?"
Rob shook his head and smiled, "I love you, Addy."
"I love you, too, Rob!" Addy said and there, in the library, they kissed, forgetting they were in public, and forgetting people might see them together.
***End Flashback***
"And, that, my friend, was the very first time Robert told m he loved me. I may lose track in a while, but I hope there are many times to come," Lizzie read as she finished reading the diary entry.
"Lizzie!" Gordo called as he opened the library door, "Earth to Lizzie! Are you coming inside or what?"
Lizzie looked over at Gordo, who was waiting, "I am coming," she said as she headed for the door.
"It's about time! You have been standing outside here for the past five minutes. What were you doing?"
"Nothing. I was doing nothing," Lizzie said as she entered the library, Gordo followed.
These days, all kinds of people were at the library, including men, women, and children. People were scattered on the computers, near the shelves, and sitting down reading. Times had changed since 1948, and so had people.
Gordo and Lizzie walked over to the old newspaper section. They started flipping through pages, until Lizzie noticed they were near the poetry section. She curiously walked over to the books, and started looking for the plain yellow-bound book Addy described. Not that it would help her, but out of curiousity.
"What are you doing?" Gordo asked, following her.
"I am looking for something," Lizzie said.
"Well, I knew that. What are you looking for?"
"I am looking for a certain book. It's nothing. Go back to the newspapers and I will be with you in a minute," Lizzie said.
"Don't you want to see what I find?"
"Yeah. Keep it open and I will be there in a minute!"
"Uh, Lizzie, you know more about this than I do. I don't have the letters, you do. I don't have the diary, you do. I have to wait for you."
"No, you don't. They are in my bag. You have my permission to go through my bag and get whatever you need."
"Are you sure?" Gordo said.
"Positive," Lizzie answered, annoyed by now.
"Okay," Gordo said and he went back and went though her bag, which was filled with notebooks and papers and the diary, all of which Gordo assumed had to do with Addy.
He opened a notebook to see what was in it, and quickly shut it. What that what he thought it was? Gordo peeked inside again. Yep, that was a diary. Since when did Lizzie start keeping a diary?
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Chapter Four
"Library"
The next day, Lizzie and Gordo headed off to the library.
"What exactly are we looking for at the library?" Lizzie asked.
"Anything we can find. The library is bound to have old newspaper articles or books about crime or something. Anything more than that diary we found," Gordo said, "Speaking of the diary, any new speculations?"
Not really. I mean, it is really amazing how much in love they seem to be, according to the diary and everything. She sounds as if her future is set. She really wanted nothing more than to be Mrs. Robert Bailey Jones," Lizzie said.
"Really?" Gordo said and he grinned.
"Wipe that grin off your face, David Gordon!" Lizzie said, "What do you find so amusing anyway?"
"Nothing," Gordo said, "It just sounds like times haven't changed all that much as in the ways girls talk."
"I hope you are kidding," Lizzie said.
"And what if I am not?" Gordo said and he raised his eyebrow.
"You have to be kidding. I do not go parading around wishing someone would call me and 'woo' me like she does."
"You don't?"
"No, as a matter of fact, I don't," Lizzie said.
"Whatever," Gordo said, "We are here!" Ahead of them was the public library.
"You know, Addy and Rob used to go to this library. This was quite the hang out for them, actually," Lizzie said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"Cool. This library has been around for a while, so I am not surprised," Gordo said.
"In fact, this was their meeting place for a lot of things. In fact, they used to meet here before Addy's parents knew about them, and they would talk for hours. Addy called them dates," Lizzie explained.
"How romantic!" Gordo said sarcastically.
"It was romantic! They were together, which is what made it so wonderful! It didn't matter where they were, but they found everyplace they went special because they had each other," Lizzie said.
"Hmm, well, fun. Are we going in or not?" Gordo said and he opened the door, waiting for Lizzie.
"Yeah, in a second," Lizzie said, and she dug out the diary, and found a certain entry. Gordo shrugged and went inside. She sighed out loud. That particular entry was so romantic. She sat down on a nearby wall, and closed her eyes. She could almost imagine this whole scenario happening, right before her eyes. It was like a movie, the image of Addy resembled Lizzie, and Rob looked like Gordo, as she went through a flashback in her mind of that cold February day in 1948.
***Flashback***
"Addy, are you coming or not?" Rob asked, standing at the library door, waiting for her. He was wearing a long coat over his clothes and a cap to keep his head warm.
Addy opened her eyes, and looked around, "Yeah, I am coming, Rob," she said and she ran up to where he was.
"Good! It is freezing out there, and I don't think you would want to catch a cold."
Rob opened the library door for her, and Addy went through, followed by Rob. Rob took off his cap, scarf and jacket and helped Addy take off her coat. They placed it them on the rack near the door.
The library was fairly empty. There was a woman librarian sorting through books. She looked up from her job at the two teenagers. She shook her head disapprovingly. Men in business suits were around reading the newspaper and drinking their coffee. There were a few women, but most of them worked at the library.
Rob took Addy's hand and led her off to their usual spot, the table behind the poetry section. "I want to show you something," he said, and he took her to the poetry shelf. He took out a book, "Here," he said and he gave it to her.
Addy looked at the book, but their wasn't much to look at. The cover was yellow, and said nothing on it, "What is it?" Addy asked, confused.
"Open it up, and see," Rob said.
Addy opened it up. It was a book of poetry. She read the first poem, which was about flowers and daisies. She was still confused, "I don't understand."
"Addy, this is a poetry book my uncle wrote. It just got published. Addy, my uncle is in the library! Isn't that amazing?" Rob asked, excitedly.
"Yeah, this is exciting!" Addy said, still not getting very excited.
"No, Addy, you don't understand! My uncle was the first person to graduate college in my family. This book is very important to us," he explained.
Addy smiled, "I am happy for you. Maybe you can write a book some day."
"Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know if I am going to college yet, though," Rob said.
"You have time to figure that out, don't you?"
"Yeah, of course I do, but I don't know if I will change my mind."
"Why wouldn't you go to college?"
"I don't know. All I know right now is that I one day hope to be with you forever, and hopefully marry you one day," Rob said.
"Oh, Rob, we have a good five years before marriage is even a question," Addy said.
"I know, but suppose my dad wants me to go out of state for college, and we forget all about each other," Rob said.
"We won't forget about each other. We will write letters and call each other a few times."
"You think we will? You think by then your parents will let you and me be together?"
"Oh, Rob! Of course they will let us be together. Nothing can stop them. You seem awfully nervous, Rob. Are you alright?"
Rob looked into Addy's eyes, "Nervous? Me? Why should I be nervous? I am with the girl I love and will love until I die."
Addy looked at Rob and gapped, "You mean that?"
"Of course," Rob said and he smiled.
"Did you just say what I think you just said?"
"What? I love you? Of course!"
"Oh, Robert Bailey Jones! Can you say it again?"
"Whatever for?"
"Just so I can hear it?"
Rob shook his head and smiled, "I love you, Addy."
"I love you, too, Rob!" Addy said and there, in the library, they kissed, forgetting they were in public, and forgetting people might see them together.
***End Flashback***
"And, that, my friend, was the very first time Robert told m he loved me. I may lose track in a while, but I hope there are many times to come," Lizzie read as she finished reading the diary entry.
"Lizzie!" Gordo called as he opened the library door, "Earth to Lizzie! Are you coming inside or what?"
Lizzie looked over at Gordo, who was waiting, "I am coming," she said as she headed for the door.
"It's about time! You have been standing outside here for the past five minutes. What were you doing?"
"Nothing. I was doing nothing," Lizzie said as she entered the library, Gordo followed.
These days, all kinds of people were at the library, including men, women, and children. People were scattered on the computers, near the shelves, and sitting down reading. Times had changed since 1948, and so had people.
Gordo and Lizzie walked over to the old newspaper section. They started flipping through pages, until Lizzie noticed they were near the poetry section. She curiously walked over to the books, and started looking for the plain yellow-bound book Addy described. Not that it would help her, but out of curiousity.
"What are you doing?" Gordo asked, following her.
"I am looking for something," Lizzie said.
"Well, I knew that. What are you looking for?"
"I am looking for a certain book. It's nothing. Go back to the newspapers and I will be with you in a minute," Lizzie said.
"Don't you want to see what I find?"
"Yeah. Keep it open and I will be there in a minute!"
"Uh, Lizzie, you know more about this than I do. I don't have the letters, you do. I don't have the diary, you do. I have to wait for you."
"No, you don't. They are in my bag. You have my permission to go through my bag and get whatever you need."
"Are you sure?" Gordo said.
"Positive," Lizzie answered, annoyed by now.
"Okay," Gordo said and he went back and went though her bag, which was filled with notebooks and papers and the diary, all of which Gordo assumed had to do with Addy.
He opened a notebook to see what was in it, and quickly shut it. What that what he thought it was? Gordo peeked inside again. Yep, that was a diary. Since when did Lizzie start keeping a diary?
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