Oliver Wormwood had woken early and rushed to the village square to start the rest of his life. What would his calling be? Trade tents had been set up. He was the sixth born in his family. His father, a former lawkeeper, expected he'd take up one of the heroic Trades. His five older sisters had already taken up the trades he most admired.
When he tried for the Ranger's trade, his sister Willow's trade, she joined him as they went to the blacksmith's tent and after that the mage queue. When the irreplaceable wand, made from the petrified heart of an Ironwolf hung limp in his hand, the mage grabbed it off him. Willow ushered him out of the tent.
Meredith his mother looked at them expectantly. 'How did it -?' Willow mimed a cutthroat action, pulling Oliver past them. 'Don't feel dejected, son', his father said. Thankfully Willow didn't wait for their father to start a rousing and unhelpful speech. He wasn't tall enough to be a lawmaker. Then the four Wormwoods came to a stop outside the Exporers' tent. Oliver began to sneeze, his eyelids became puffy. Hayfever didn't allow him to travel.
His friend London, was to become a Lamplighter. Oliver had not found his calling. He would have to come back next year. The tents were being packed up.
'Bother! I'm late,' a pale-faced man dropped a hefty wooden travelling chest that he'd been wheeling behind him. 'I was supposed to set up my stall hours ago.' He wanted an apprentice. Oliver thought he was very strange, saying he was small and would be less of a target. The man handed him a book. Oliver read the title. Then he asked where he would put the book in a library. Then handed him other books read, and a scroll to read. Oliver read the titles, and, in different languages. The Librarian introduced himself. My name is Hieronymus Finch-Thackeray, and I think you are splendidly suited to be the 113th assistant librarian. The next day would be his first day on the job.
The next day Oliver presented himself at the Library. It began with his employer keeling over dead before he'd finished a sentence. Oliver knew nothing about his job and found he had a lot to learn quickly or he'd be dead by the end of the day.
I loved this book and will keep it to reread often.