The letter came as soft and silently as any weapon devised by man. Nonprofit org. U.S. Postage paid. Permit No. 6655.
Two Homes Are About To Be Blessed...
Then It Must Go To Another Dear Friend
It was the last envelope in the stack, under the gas bill and credit card applications. It was the eagle that caught my eye before the text. The eagle carried an olive branch in the right claw and a bundle of arrows in the left. It was drawn with a crude majesty, a totem from some ancient cave.