Dean,
There was a package left on my car's passenger seat. I don't know how someone put it there. I didn't get a chance to see what's inside, too, because the guard snatched it away from me before I get the chance to. Now, I can't drive on my own too.
Italia
YOU ARE READING
right where you left me
Short StoryDean Harolds was sure he made the right decision of moving on from Italia Lace, his dead ex-girlfriend, and marrying his girlfriend of 3 months. But one boxed mail of letters from Italia, written just before her death, made him question his decision...
