Crystal-lowe

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SIGNED SEALED DELIVERED.  Aunt Tilly’s missing will, the missing registration form of the class reunion, the odd ransom note, the first letter from college, the last letter from Iraq…I have seen it all. Dead letters by the thousands, each one a tiny paper vessel laden with good new, or ill, profit or loss, love or pain. Tossed about on the rough seas of government protocol, a ship searching for it’s harbor, each one bearing the power to change something, and yet, each one a destiny postponed, until it comes to us.