Old people had died before in the college library. Nobody ever gave it a second thought. Seth had a theory. He had to try.
The gentle motion of the rocking chair ceased. Seth’s eyes closed for the last time.
A shuffling sound came from the top shelf. The books appeared to move slightly to the left. A new one was squeezing its way in.
“The Story of the Stars by Seth Lampwick”. His theory was right. His life’s work wouldn’t be forgotten.
This is my entry in this week’s 100 word writing challenge over at Friday Fictioneers.