While riding my bike, I saw an envelope in the ditch . I stopped, picked it up. It was addressed to Naomi on Brooks Rd. Because of the dampness it was no longer sealed. I pulled the letter out and read it. OMG! Suicide note written to her from Sam. Dated today. Somehow, dropped after pick up and before delivery to post office. Maybe there is time. No return address. I had to get it to Naomi. I know the road, half mile from here. Knock at the door. “Are you Naomi?” She reads the letter, screams and gets into her car. I get on my knees and pray she gets there in time.
Writing 101 Day 5