Everyone Has A Past
It seemed a peculiarly old-fashioned way to go about things. These days you expect everything to be distributed digitally, hard copy a thing of the past, though the envelope was delivered in a modern enough way, by courier service, even if driving up in a big van early in the evening to deliver nothing more than an envelope seemed a bit ODD.The sender was unknown to me. I took the envelope with me into the kitchen, where I’d been enjoying a mug of tea when the doorbell rang. I sat back down and...
Reluctance