I was intrigued to receive this letter with no return address, not unlike the typewritten letters and cards I once sent to my wife Ann before I really knew her. She let me puzzle over it for awhile before confessing that she wrote it. I’m glad she’s my Freaky Secret Admirer.
3 responses to “My secret admirer”
how do you know it’s a girl? it’s prolly a guy.. hahahah!!!
oh.. i guess that i shoulda read a bit more of what you wrote.. stilllllllllll… maybe ann is a man?? unlikely, but plausible.
I guess she got you too!