A letter from “Hope” #FictionMondays

As the new postmaster of this quaint little sleepy village of Dorfli, I had little to look forward to. I braced myself up for a sleepy day ahead. An old lady walked into the post office, hunched, frail, trembling- what stood out were her glistening eyes. She looked at me eagerly as I searched for… Continue reading A letter from “Hope” #FictionMondays