Dear Amelia,
When my parents gave me a typewriter for my birthday I wasn't surprised. Turn out when you flunk English and both your parents are English professors it tends to ruffle a few feathers.
My parents have never been ones for ceremony, they simply stuck on a bow and left the typewriter on my desk.
They told me to write.
And I thought of you Amelia.
I'm not sure what it was that made me think of you Amelia. But I did.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Amelia
RomanceDear Amelia, When my parents gave me a typewriter for my birthday I wasn't surprised. Turn out when you flunk English and both your parents are English professors it tends to ruffle a few feathers. My parents have never been ones for ceremony, they...
