By Jamie Heiden
Millie lived on top of the hill just outside of town. She
shared her house with forty-seven spiders, as best she could
tell, and a small family of mice who kept to themselves most
of the time. Twice a week Millie would walk down the hill and
into town to the United States Post Office to collect her mail.
Tuesdays never brought anything special but Thursday’s pile always
had a letter from a man named Charlie. She had fifty-three of these notes.
Today’s started like all of the rest…
Dear Millie,
My name is Charlie and I know we have never met.