The Letters That Never Came

Mauricio Rosencof

2000

After the war with Spain came another war. The postman, though, he stopped coming. Well, actually, he didn’t stop. What I mean is, he didn’t stop in. Papa always waited for him by the balcony, he’d be sewing in his shop, but he kept going over to the balcony to look out. And when the postman came—he’d come, but he wouldn’t stop in—Papa used to say…

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