I received a package in the mail on Friday with no return address. I squeezed it a bit and turned my head sideways and squinted in an attempt to decipher the handwriting… with no success. Postmark was smudged so no hope of guessing where it came from.
So I tore open the envelope with great excitement and just a small bit of fear… and happened upon the DAMN FAKE FLOWER. Alongside the wire stemmed faux fleury genius was a note from my suspiciously sister-like “Secret Admirer”. Secret admirer my ass. No admirer would be that cruel.
The war is not over yet.