Hey guys! I'm not dead! I had this play that I was in, and no time to write. At all. Anything that I've posted in the past month was prewritten. So I was just letting you know that as soon as my friend finishes his letter you shall get a new chappie. And so I don't totally break the rules, here's a little bit of a teaser, if you will.
I looked at the envelope in my hands. Across the front was a scrawl I never thought I'd see again. It was sloppy, like the writer knew they didn't have much time, but still legible, like they knew it was their last chance to say something. Only a single word was written on the envelope. My name. With shaking hands I opened the envelope and began to read...
Now tell Edwin to write that darn letter faster!!