C145 The Letter of Farewells

Her heart suddenly twisted with pain.

Looking at the spotless room, she was at a loss for words, unsure if she should say anything at all.

On the table sat a plate of snacks, a cup of tea, and a thin letter. In the corner on the back of the letter was a small flower sketch, perhaps a type of evening primrose. She wasn’t sure; she never really cared about such things. Over the years