The Note

Erica muttered to herself as she walked across the parking lot to her car.  Her arms were loaded down with her purse and a ton of paperwork, and she was in a foul mood.  She had ended up staying late at work every night that week, and Friday was no exception.  

Juggling the precarious stack of papers in one arm, Erica fished around in her purse until she found her car keys.  Tossing the papers and her purse across the console and into the passenger seat, Erica sat down and sighed.  For a moment, she rested her forehead on the steering wheel, thankful that this awful week was finally drawing to a close.

As she lifted her head, a piece of paper on her windshield caught her attention.  For a brief moment, the pessimist inside her thought that it was a parking ticket.  Erica quickly realized, though, that it was far too small to be a parking ticket.  She got out of the car and retrieved the paper.

"Have a wonderful weekend!  - Marc"

Erica's heart gave a little leap.  There was nothing between her and Marc, of course, but still... it was nice to get a little note from a friend.  She got back into her car, still smiling.  She decided that yes, she would have a wonderful weekend.