Finally!He closed and locked the door.
He didn’t want to take the time to run down to his study for the letter opener or to dash into the kitchen for the scissors in the junk drawer. Instead, he slid his thumb under the flap and tore it open, doing a pretty good job of mangling the envelope.
This card had a dog sitting on the roof of his doghouse, wearing the goggles of a World War I flying ace. “I was so glad to hear from you!”
Dear Jason,
As the card says, I’m so glad to hear from you.
No apologies are necessary. I really don’t understand how I could send Rick’s card to you not once, but twice. I can be such a bonehead. The guy I got Rick’s address from told me I must have transcribed the numbers.
Transcribed? Oh, he must mean transposed. His brother Eddie used to get those two confused when they were little.
It’s interesting that you mentioned Look Alike Day. The day this came in the mail, I was doing my grocery shopping—I’m so domesticated it made Rick want to puke.