To: janelogan@crossmail.[xx]
From: sam2896@crossmail.[xx]
Subj: Hello, from ancient history
Hi, Jane.
So this is a little awkward, right?
I ran into your mom at the Five Dive. She was buying milk; I was buying dog treats. (Gopher says hi. He’s old, obviously, but still kicking.) She told me you had a new job, and I told her I was happy for you, which is true. I know you always wanted to help people, and I’m glad you feel like you found the right fit. She told me to email you and tell you myself. And she gave me your address. I hope you don’t mind. Guess she still has a soft spot for me, huh?
I don’t really know what to say, except that I hope you’re well. I don’t harbor any hard feelings, and I hope you don’t either. I did my best. I’m sure you did too. I think about the Shakespeare Library all the time, and walking with Gopher in Rock Creek Park, and the rest of it kind of fades away. I’m back home visiting my folks at the moment — I’m based in Boston now. I’m in marketing at a nonprofit that does arts programs for schools, so I spend a lot of my time picking out photos of 10-year-olds who just learned to dance. It’s not bad, considering.
Please give Keith my best, and tell him I’m sorry — again — about his fender. I’m sure it’s long fixed by now. :)
Take care,
Sam