I didn't want to seem disrespectful. I don't even know the girl who knew her anymore, but I had to ask her something. So, I whispered my thoughts into the night as I walked up my street, and pretended not to look odd. I didn't see or hear her, but I knew she was there.
The last thing I said was, "I am putting a postage stamp on these words and sending them to you, so if you don't get them now, they will find you wherever you are. Goodnight."
I blew her a kiss, which fluttered away in the breeze, and opened the door to my house.
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