the mailman, but I did not have the tenacity or courage to do it. That is why I decided to go inside and slit open the envelope in order to reveal a folded piece of paper.
There was a palpable tension in the air. After opening the letter, I noticed that it had not been handwritten. The typewriter had definitely been used for that. Ignoring the perfectly written letter and looking at the text, I read, “Meet me behind the barn at midnight, keep a low profile.”