Thinking back, she could not remember one such month when the letter had not come. And on her birthday, there would be a nice greeting card with flowers printed on it and inside, there would just be one line ‘May all your wishes come true’ and it would be signed, ‘Forever yours, Me’.
From the handwriting she always felt the letters were written by an artist, it always seemed like the loops and the descenders had their own story to tell. Though she was clueless about the origin of the letters, she was never spooked about them or never felt them as a threat to her. She found an odd sense of comfort and always felt like there was someone in the world who cared about her no matter what all she did in her life.
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