Librarians love books, as much as they love air and food and water, all except one, the Librarian with the Beehive Hair.
No one knows just how she came to be a librarian in the first place. As far as anyone can tell, she’s never had so much as a library card or checked out a book. And no one seems to know which library, exactly, she works for… She just shows up. Unannounced and officious.
The startle factor works in her favor. As startled people tend to give vague descriptions and make lousy witnesses.
Which is why it’s taken years of detective work just to gather the following:
She’s either very tall or very short. It’s a bit hard to tell because of her
She carries a GIANT key ring loaded with so many keys that she jingles while she walks. [If you’re lucky you might hear her before you see her, in which case, make like a jack rabbit and RUN or HIDE or FREEZE.]
She never smiles.
And she’s vain of three things:
Her ’57 Chevy Convertible.
Her Hair [which requires an entire can of B-Hive’r Hair Shellac daily and a constant supply of teasing combs].
And her d’red•ful ♥ lacquered Fingernails.
Well, four things.
Let’s not forget her Reputation.
And then there’s her Shoe collection…
So five that we know of… and counting…
It’s not much to go on.
But it’s a start…