Ashlyn Williams

The Little Black Book

Natasha Raymond walked along the boardwalk outside the restaurant she worked at and sighed to herself. The water was so beautiful at sunset, it always stunned her into silence. That evening, however, it simply made her sad. Her mother had always loved the way the water looked during the sunset and she had taught her daughter to love it as well. Natasha looked down at her funeral blacks and sighed again. She wished her mother was at her side, making her laugh with stories about her time as a maid for a rich family.