His eyes briefly flicked up to the window and the rolling green lawn before he signed the note with a flourish of his fountain pen.
The expensive paper lost some of its crisp perfection, he thought with a sigh, when rolled up.
"Hope," he called. A silver dove alighted on his arm, presenting him with a small tube attached to its leg with thin leather straps. Carefully he stuck the paper inside, then fastened the top with a metal lid. For a brief moment the bird held his gaze with an intelligent eye before soaring from his arm to the windowsill, where it hesitated for a moment.
"Go, find what you were meant to find," he spoke, and the dove launched itself out the window and through the fine mist of rain.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Miss Green Eyes
RomanceA dove turns up at your window carrying a love letter, so what do you do? Why, you send one back, of course. So that is how Emily Tawrett found herself tangled up in doves and balls and elusive letter writers, all the while trying to figure out whic...
