the next day when sally got home from work she was only a little surprised to find another letter. this one was in the same plain envelope with no return address but postmarked from caracas. she opened it. it said
she stared at it for a few seconds. the lobby was deserted as usual. she put it in her pocket and got in the elevator and went up to her room on the 51st floor. she heated a small macaroni and cheese dinner and watched her favorite show.