They always started and ended the same way, these letters I keep receiving: "Dear reader," to "From, writer." They also came in the same unknown way every Wednesday, and though I knew not who sent them, it never really bothered me. But all that changed on the day I received the seventeenth letter.

(Completed) When two people who know loss meet, can they find a way to heal each other? Is a kiss just a kiss? Can a young girl bring them together? Winning entry for Wattpad Chicklit Writing Prompt #5. Ranked #1 Weekly Prompt. © 2018 Pseudoannie All rights reserved