Mable had given Elettra the directions to the potting shed. Inside the small windowless brick building it smelled of soil. Mable had a small table with a few stools. All kinds of garden supplies on the wall. And in the back was a day bed and a TV. It was a cozy friendly seating area. Mable fluffed the pillows and folded blankets.
Then she quietly read a book until her guest arrived.