by Gill James
cappuccino
She had to stop the noise. She pressed one button. Then another. The
screaming wouldn’t stop. The man looked irritated.
“You must put in the magic number Frau Johnson. Can
you remember your magic number?”
Could she?
Yes. Her birthday. 1006, she typed carefully. The
howling stopped.
She offered him the note.
Buy ten stamps.
Take the wrongly delivered letter back. Feed the animals.
“He takes care of you, doesn’t he?”
She smiled.
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