Galway Girl [Closed]

[ambientmagic]

Twenty-three? Well that wouldn't do. "On second thought, I won't check this one out after all," he said, scooping his romance novel off the top. He put it on top of one of the "rejected" book stacks and hitched the whole mess up. Somehow, in so doing, the book slid from the stack into his satchel without a sound.

"That should bring the total to twenty-eight, yes? Let's keep to lots of seven for consistency," he added.

"I didn't realize I'd forgotten to introduce myself. It's Jackson, Miss Bridget." He talked as he strolled to the circulation desk, casually stepping behind the counter to put down his rejected books. "Let's see, the in-house stack is... here." He put them down and looked at his librarian expectantly. "What now?"