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Letters We Mailed to the Wrong House
The envelope jammed in my mailbox. Wrong address: 14 instead of 41. Inside: a letter for Cordelia, in looping handwriting. 'Darling,' it starts, 'I know it's been too long. I owe you a conversation I've been too scared to have.'
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Two Weeks, Wrong City
The board blinked RED DELAYED. My ticket said Vienna, Platform 9. The woman next to me checked hers: Venice, also Platform 9. "That's not..." she started. "Impossible," I finished. The announcement: both trains stuck, no time. We looked at each other. "This feels personal," she said. I laughed. "Like the universe is deciding for us."
6 writers - romanceEveryone
Returned With Notes
There's a little free library on my street. A wooden box on a post, holds maybe ten books. Last month I left my favorite book in it — the copy with all my notes in the margins. 'This line got me.' 'Nobody recovers this fast.' 'I'd forgive him too.' Today it's back. Same coffee stain on page 41. But under every note of mine, someone wrote back in blue pen. Under 'I'd forgive him too' it says: 'You would? I've been arguing with you about this for a month.' I don't know this handwriting. I check the street. Empty.
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