Day 5-Brief writing. Not about underwear.

As I hike up the hill, I look off to the right and an envelope catches my eye.  I think “Ha! Someone lost their electric bill!”  I’m curious.  I walk over and pick it up. Definitely not an electric bill. It’s a plain envelope, not sealed, and plainly labeled “Cody”.  There’s no one around for miles.  I open the envelope. It’s a letter and a picture.


I know we both made choices that weren’t great.  But it’s ok. I will always have a little piece of us. My decision to keep her was my choice, and your choice to move on was yours. I’m sorry you never got to know her.  Every time I look in her eyes, it’s like looking into yours. Her name is Elizabeth and she is amazing.




I fold it up, tuck the picture and letter back in the envelope. I wonder which one dropped it?


9 thoughts on “Day 5-Brief writing. Not about underwear.

  1. Nicky June 9, 2014 / 1:37 am

    I like it. Nice job

      • Nicky June 9, 2014 / 1:42 am

        I really do! It leaves you wondering. Also makes you think about how peoples choices affect the larger scheme… he chose to leave, she chose to have her child, will the child ever look for him?

      • autumnsmom14 June 9, 2014 / 1:49 am

        And, if Cody moved on before he knew about Elizabeth, if it was K who dropped the letter, does Cody even know about her now?
        So many “ifs”!

  2. Karuna June 9, 2014 / 2:50 am

    It is fun to speculate on all of the things you mentioned in the last reply.

    I like your story…… and the title!

  3. amydturner June 9, 2014 / 2:55 am

    That was so cool I had the same take. It took me until today to write it . This one gave me issue. I like how you worked with it.

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