He pauses. His tongue is slightly out of his mouth while he taps against me for the millionth time. I wonder when he will talk again and connect with me on a different level, but it never seems to happen. 145 more words
Throughout the years in Europe, I’ve accumulated a stack of letters and postcards that have become my treasures. As obsolete as snail mail is, I still love sending letters and postcards to my friends and love receiving them even more!