(Letter)
Dear, daughter. I have sad news to report this day. The family I was staying with just received a report about a tornado coming this way. We have exactly an hour to pack up and leave. I have falling Ill and will be leaving my letters to you in this basket so I may recover it when we come back. If I do not recover it I fear nothing will be able to tell you of my tales of journey. I have to stay in this local hospital, just down out of the town limits. I want you to know I will always love you and your mother.
200 Park Avenue Manhattan
YOU ARE READING
The Mischievous Pair
فكاهةWhen you put two of the most mischievous beings together what would happen?
