The Note

 

The Note - part 1

I love you. That was what he wrote. He folded it up – a piece of textured, peach-coloured paper – and slid it into my locker. It fell out when I...

The Note - part 2

Ten years go by. Faster than you think they will. I find myself walking home from work in the first flurries of a light snowfall. It's evening, and a...