Consequences
"Here you go dear." the little old lady across the hall said to me as I was moving in. In her hand is an old little black book. "This belonged to my husband Jeffery to keep track of his thoughts and things. Since he passed I figured another young man would appreciate it." I accepted the gift with a half-hearted smile and honestly felt a little weirded out. I tossed the book on the couch and continued with getting everything moved in and settled.
