The Woman in Sunglasses
The Woman in Sunglasses,
by Amy Hallett
She was going to be late. There was no way around it. This had been her one shot and now she was going to be late. To make matters worse, her phone only had a tiny bit of charge left. She needed to be sure she wasn't going to make the presentation before she called. She just hoped she had enough charge to do so. Why hadn't she bought a new charger last night like she was supposed to? Why is she always so forgetful? At least she had remembered her small leather notebook, it held all her notes for her big presentation.
