After the door shuts and the footsteps die she smiles, pulls out a sandwich and a bottle of coke from a trunk and begins to eat. After the door shuts and the foot steps die she stretches comfortably in the chair and puts her feet on the top of the trunk. She eats and rests. It was one busy day. After the door shuts and the footsteps die she finished her supper, reaches into the trunk and takes out a big faded notebook - - a woman’s diary. She begins to read. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 12/3/2012 POW! assignment