Patrick H-K

Recipes For Success

Susan thumbed the pages nervously, listening to the paper crinkle. She opened the small black book, then closed it, and then opened it again. The bright morning sun illumined the pages, stained and yellowed with age. Each page contained a secret, carefully scribed in faded blue ink. It was not scrawled or scribbled; each letter was marshalled with impeccable penmanship onto ruled lines that had faded nearly out of existence.