The D train was always sparsely filled. A few passengers scattered across the elevated cars. Few students commuted to class, majority lived on or near campus.
The only times I had to worry about crowds on this portion of my commute was on game day. But now that the season was over, I was in the clear. But with this past year’s victory, April was going to be even more intense.
As I sank into my seat and released a big sigh, I let my arms slump down to my sides. That’s when I felt something under my left hand. As I looked down I saw a pretty brown leather notebook.
I quickly looked around for the possible owner, but the only other passengers were at the other end of the car. Curiosity got the best of me, as I reached down and flipped open the first page. I was shocked to see a post-it addressed to me…

Lila,
I’m glad you found me. Don’t worry about the owner of this book, just write what you think about the sentence on the next page. Then leave this on your seat on the D train when you head home.
The Ryter