While walking downtown on my way to the Post Office, I noticed an envelope under a tree in the adjacent park. On closer inspection, the envelope was dirty and a little damp and also did not have a stamp on it. The envelope was open so I read it and was chagrined to find out the letter was from a mother telling her daughter that she had Cancer. She was asking the daughter for help. Strange I thought, usually a phone call would be quicker for news like this. But as I read on, I saw that the two had been estranged for quite some time.
By this time I had to make a decision, or go on my way and let someone else take care of it. I decided I couldn’t let it just go and do nothing.. So I took the letter and went to the store and bought a package of large envelopes. I then decided to go to Starbucks, my favorite haunt in the city, to finish what I had started..
While I sat there enjoying my latte, I put the letter, which had dried by this time, into the larger envelope I just bought and addressed the new envelope, making sure the stamp was on right. Then I went to the Post Office and mailed it.