The Little Black Notebook
It is cold and raining, Ella runs to take shelter from the pea sized drops of water falling from the sky in a furry. As thunder shakes the earth, she pulls her hood back and looks up at the thick gray clouds, she is now in the temporary safety of the bus shelter. Her decision to take cover there for a time was only by chance, because of the weather, or perhaps, it was always supposed to be. Ella turns to scan her momentary haven. She finds a little black notebook sitting on the bench.
