In My Desperate Time

Although I ask him for a couple of times, Frances doesn't tell me what he bought.

Old Mr. Louis is getting better, so he begins to play around all day.

Frances wants me to go the company with him. But he could only see me instead of touching me there. And it will distract him from his work, so I refuse his request.

Then Frances remembers that we could travel together tomorrow, so he doesn't make things difficult for me.

Only Sabina and I stay at home, so I concentrate on drawing my design in the study.

But my phone rings.

It's a strange number.

Who is it?

"Hello, is this Ms. Noyes?" A man asks politely.

But it's an unfamiliar voice. I'm sure I don't know him.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"Okay, there's a letter for you. Are you home?" The man asks.

A letter?

anyone still write

bring it over." I answer

only an address and a name on the envelope. They are

piece of paper inside

who wrote the letter doesn't want me to know who he

stand blankly and don't know what to

hardly believe it, but ... I want to believe

still hold a sliver of hope

sends this

the news true? And why does he

many questions, so I call the messenger and ask him if he knows

in the mailbox and we can't find the sender's information. Is there something wrong

just asking.

I hang up the phone, my

I'm not in the mood. I read the letter over and over again, and I just get

Frances about this

that

to the company with the

taxi, but Frances

Frances is having a meeting and asks me if I need to tell him that I'm