Jantina Welygan

Little Black Book

Little Black Book Dec.16, 2016 had started out like any other day for Henry. He'd worked late that night and when finally arriving at home had been surprised to see the house standing dark and quiet. He'd unlocked and opened the front door, stepped into the boot room. "Paula?" Henry had called out. Silence. He'd headed into the kitchen and that's where the note had been waiting. It had sat resting on the marble countertop and Henry had walked over and picked it up, unsuspecting, never guessing that his life was about to change.