"Dorris
Kennedy?", a man approaches. "Yes?" I respond. "you're Liam Livingstone, am I
right? I ask. "Yes, I am honored you remember me!" Mr. Livingstone appreciates.
"Oh, how could I not, your son is so sweet." I compliment. "that's very nice of
you Mrs. Kennedy, your son Seth is very kind as well to my Maeve" Mr.
Livingstone Replies. "I really admire you and Mr. Kennedy; you guys are so
hardworking. You guys are working so hard to make sure the East and the West
remain on good terms. Mr. Livingstone admires. "Oh, I would love to talk to you
more, but I have to apologize, I have to make dinner for my children," I reply
kindly. "Oh yes go ahead. It was nice talking to you." I say goodbye to Mr.
Livingstone. Phone ringing, "Mom Ray is hungry!" Stiley complains. "I told
Alicia to make food", I answered. "Like she can." Seth sighed. "She's tucked up
in her room reading letters she received," Seth explains. "Seth? When did you
come home?" I asked. "A long time ago, mom. You're taking way too long", Seth
complains. "I'm sorry, I'm on my way!" I answer.
At
home...
"Alicia,
I'm hungry!" Ray complains. "Can't you see I'm busy!? Get out!" I yell. "What's
taking you so long to read letters?" Seth asks. I scream. "Man, what's up with
you? Seth asks. I get up from my desk, push Seth out of my way, and rush
downstairs. I go to the kitchen, where Stiley is. "Stiley! Were there any more
letters like this in the mailbox?" I asked desperately. "Nope, that was all, at
least from when I checked," Stiley answers. "Did you get accepted from Harvard
or something?" Seth teases. "No, I-" Door opens. "Mom!" Ray cheers. "I brought
food!" Mom announced. Just what was this letter, I said to myself. I gasped.
"Seth!" I spoke. "You're a police officer, so can you find out who this letter
is from? I want to find out who this person is! Whoever this is must be an
excellent writer!" I told him. "You want me to find who sent that letter to you?
Why should I?" Seth questioned. "You have to!" I demanded. "Fine!" Seth
complained.
"Hey
guys... "I greeted. "Hey Seth", Maeve greeted back. "Do you guys know how to
find out the person who mailed you a letter?" I ask. "Go to the post office
that delivers to your house?" one of my colleagues answered. "Thanks, pal, I
appreciate it."
"Hey there, is this the U post office?" I ask.
"Yes, how may we help you?" the lady asks nicely. "May you please find out the
sender of this letter?" I ask. "Sure, please wait a second!" …... "Um I'm sorry
but the person who mailed this has no Identification", she apologizes. "I'm
sorry what," I laugh. "This is weird, sorry about that probably just an error,"
She continues apologizing. "No worries", I head back home, I knock on Alicia's
bedroom to give her back the letter, while wondering why she wanted to know
about the sender of the letter so badly. She doesn't answer. I go in, and she's
asleep, while I'm on my way to put the letter back on the desk, I see
something. The actual letter that was once in this envelope Alicia gave me to
find out the sender. From what I read on it, left me in disbelief.