LANGUISHING AT THE LENDING LIBRARY
On a Friday evening in March, we were jogging up 18th Avenue East when we saw a house-shaped, yellow-painted free-book library perched in someone’s yard between Prospect and Aloha. Usually, free book piles are all garbage, and there was plenty of garbage in there, like a baby-blue book called Lone Star Holiday and a pink book called Reunited for the Holidays, but to our surprise, there was actually a good book in the lending library, too: Dune by Frank Herbert! We almost took it with us, but we didn’t want it to get all sweaty. When we jogged past the lending library a few weeks later, in April, Dune had been taken, unsurprisingly. But we saw an adorable cat sitting on a fence beam, as if keeping protective watch over the Little Free Library operation…