Dear Miss Willow,

I find it hard to believe that I am even doing this, but after finding your letter hidden in my desk, I haven’t been able to get it and you out of my mind.

How could I possibly read your letter? You left it in the hidden drawer of the secretary desk that occupies my apartment. This desk has been in the apartment for many years, and only recently was it’s secret discovered. That is just a few days ago in my year of 2010.

I wish I could offer you some comfort. Some way of letting you know that it will all be ok, but I don’t know what your future and my past holds for you. I’ve read your letter many times and feel as though you are speaking to me across the years. I was touched in ways that I cannot express.

I long to know what has happened. It seems strange, I know, but I feel jealous of the man to whom you addressed that letter. To know that someone loves you, and longs for you before you ever met stirred something in my soul.

I wish you happiness.

James Dough

Feb 25, 2010