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 letters these

it over." I answer honestly, though

There are only an address and a name on

of paper inside

letter doesn't want me to know who he or she

stand blankly and don't

it, but ... I

hold a sliver of hope and want that

this letter

true? And why

many questions, so I call the messenger and ask

identity of our customers. This letter is in the mailbox and we can't find the sender's

just asking.

up the phone, my mind gets

read the letter over and

I decide to tell Frances about

there are some things that

go to the

get there by taxi, but Frances is

says that Frances is having a meeting and asks me if I need