Susan Bailey

To Whom It May Concern

Simone’s normal routine was to work on her balance by walking on the large rocks that separated the forest from the sandy beach about 30 feet from the water’s edge for about a mile then, after about a mile, return to the cabin by walking on the sand. It was on one of those large rocks that she noticed the little black book. She jumped off the rock, picked it up, then looked around to see if the person who’d left it was still there. It was early morning and the sun wasn’t quite shining brightly on the western shores of Washington state. She was alone as far as her eyes could see.