Part 107.

It’s been a while, now

Hasn’t it?

You’ve grown old.

You’ve grown cold,

In the eyes. I can tell

You’re not you, anymore.

Elliott said that today was Friday.

He was wrong, but I didn’t correct him.

Poor guy never can win.

How’s the new townhouse?

Are the tiles straight?

Are the walls white enough for your sensitive eyes?

Are your eyes still always open?

Or do they close nowadays?

The reason I’m writing you,

I suppose you’re wondering by now,

Is just to say hello.

I guess I had more questions to ask

Since the last time we spoke.

…Funny how those things surface when you least expect it.

Lucky the dog and Lilly the cat were the dearest of friends,

Until the day they inevitably realized,

That one was a dog and the other was a cat.

Regretfully, they began to discover their places in life.

They read a book on it.

Lilly tried the chase first, but something didn’t feel quite right.

Lucky was a little too fast, and Lilly enjoyed it very little.

So they tried it the other way, and things clicked,

Suddenly.