Dear Sir

Urgent text on typewriterThe note came in the afternoon mail.

Dear Paul:  Please forgive me.  I’m very sorry.  I hope you will understand.  Love, Maria

I’m not Paul.  At first, I thought the note was misdirected – but none of the people in my building are named Paul.

The note was a mystery.

Or perhaps a prank.

No postmark.  The envelope was marked “Urgent.”

Then I noticed the address on the envelope.  It was addressed to “Resident.”

My friend Anthony – the world’s biggest practical joker.  I tossed the note in the trash.

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