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Letters We Mailed to the Wrong House
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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.'
I open it. Can't help it. I just have to see what's inside, what made someone write something so desperate.
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It's desperate. Raw. 'You left without saying goodbye. I've written this a hundred times. I'm sending it now because I'm out of time. Please come home.'
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Inés Ferro
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