The Letter By: L.M. Mercer


The Letter
By: L.M. Mercer

The sky was a lovely shade of rusty orange, with a blushing sun just sinking below the horizon as Elizabeth approached the front door of her two bedroom, second story apartment. Always cautious, a quick look around before opening the door assured her that she was alone. She opened the door and entered her apartment, reminding herself to lock the door before turning on the light and unwinding after a long day at work.

"Gee, Elizabeth," she whispered to herself. "A simple mistake like forgetting to lock the door and you'll end up a statistic."

"A twenty nine year old Sun Valley teacher was found murdered in her apartment tonight, all because she forgot to lock her door," Elizabeth said in her best news anchor voice, then laughed at the news report running through her mind. Before she had time to construct more headlines, an envelope lying on the floor, next to the closed door, caught her eye.

"Hmm, what do you suppose this is?" she asked, quietly, bending over to retrieve the lightly rose tinted rectangle. While walking over to her small secretary desk to get a letter opener, she turned the envelope over. "Huh, no name. I wonder who it's from? Maybe Steven is trying to be mysterious and romantic," she said with a wistful smile.

She slit the envelope open and removed the lightly scented notepaper. The paper was almost the same shade of rose as the envelope and had a lacy texture to it. She unfolded the paper and after reading the first line, Elizabeth had to sit down before she fell down, then slowly read the remainder of the note.

My Beloved Steven,

How I wish you hadn't decided to rethink your

life choices in Sun Valley, a city so far away from us.

When are you going to figure everything out and come

home to me and our children. Johnny, Samantha and I

miss you so much. Please come home to us!

All my love,

Elizabeth could not believe what she had just read! Not only had her fiance, Steven, lied about his past, he was cheating on her and had two children with another woman, to whom he was secretly married. With tears of anger and despair trickling from her eyes, she refolded the note and started putting it back into the envelope. As she slid the note in, her finger caught on a small, smooth square of glossy paper that still remained in the envelope. Elizabeth slowly removed the square of paper, knowing that it was a photograph even before she had completely removed it.

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About the Author

Even though she has been writing for some time, L. M. Mercer has never had her work viewed by the public at large. She had mainly used writing as a release for her stressful existence (never intending for others to read her poems), but was badgered into submitting some pieces by friend and coworker, Kevin Magnus, who told her to 'Stop wasting your talent'. While never admitting to him that she is very grateful for his badgering, she will henceforth share with us her talent, both lyrical and oft times somber, now that she is our newest contributor to the "World of Myth".
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