Writing 101: Day5 – The Note…on a windy day

In the growing wind, I’m running home, when a sheet of slightly fragrant yellowish paper hits my face. I read it.

“Dear June,

If you love me, come to “our” place and we can go away. If you decide not to come, know that I will love you forever but cannot see you again.


Love, hope, anxiety, acceptance all bundled together in two lines. With blurred eyes, I try to look around for the owner of the letter.

It starts pouring.