My 1st Envelope Quintet (a d’Verse Quadrille) “What a bother,” she thought, as she licked the stamp, “We needn’t bother with snail mail nowadays, but Gramps can’t be bothered to use a PC, so I’ll humor his sweet, old, bothersome ways.” She knew he’d relish her letter, under his favorite lamp. The prompt: Come “bother” […]
Snail mail, or: Love
