Second Deception // Action | Accidental Voice

[aureatus]

[Mrs. Coulter is walking home from a long day around town, and she is carrying numerous bags. Some contain groceries, but mostly they are filled with clothing. It seems that the bags are too heavy for her. Indeed, - and just when you happen to look - she stumbles and the bags fall to the ground. Her journal also falls, and it now lies open a few feet away from her. She gracefully bends down to retrieve her fallen items, but not before she glances at the sky with an unreadable expression on her face.]

Do you suppose it will snow tomorrow?

[Feel free to help her if you happen to witness her little "accident", or wonder why she seems to be talking to herself.]