Chain Letter

Dear Aunt Linda,

I liked getting the mail that you sent me even if it was a chain letter, but I didn't send it off to the nine other people like the letter said. I couldn't see how the chain letter would know that it was me who broke it or how that would bring us bad luck. I could not have known that Uncle Kenny was going to get drunk and drive into a telephone pole and die in a car accident because of it.

Ionia Street

Dear 917 Ionia Street,

I drove back to Lansing to see you, but I don't know if you recognized me since I was just a little boy when my mom and dad sold you in 1971. Anyway, that was me all grown up sitting in the car that was idling across the street. I was looking for some of my childhood and I thought that you might know where it is.