Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path.You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.
“Love means never having to say you’re sorry”…. “But I am”. These were the only words written in beautiful longhand on the outside of a small manila envelope, crumpled and stuffed in the chain link fence outside of what appeared to be a house that had not been lived in, in many years. Was this the home of the recipient? Where had he or she gone? Whoever the author of this brief but urgent message was, obviously had loved this particular individual very much and wanted to apologize, but for what?