Three Messages
Hi, Carol! It’s us. We’re headed somewhere you wouldn’t want to go. It’s okay, sure, I’d prefer it, but it’s not in your direction. Full steam ahead, dear, on your way—enjoy! Enjoy!
Carol, we’ve changed our ways. That other place wasn’t all we’d hoped—they’d sold out the good stuff, just a plastic reindeer and a SOLD sign left, no fake snow, no smiles. We’re coming your way; in fact, we’re already there, waiting for you with hot chocolate and those good raspberry cookies from the farm.
Carol, I’m sorry to be calling you like this. Probably you’re already somewhere, doing the thing you planned on, the plan you stuck to like old carpet glue. But we’re out of here, going somewhere we’ve never been. I don’t know the way. Stay where you are, switch on the lights. If we’re lost we’ll say it was part of the route. Don’t call us; we’re out.
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