Here’s something for Monday, June 6, 2016.

Bus Ride to Somewhere

By Jeff Baker

Dear Jake:

Well, I’m on the bus, on my way home. Seems these three-day weekends never last long enough, do they?  I am so tempted to quit my job and move back there with you! Even with e-mail and everything seventy-five miles is a long way, especially when I don’t drive.

Thanks so much for everything, and I guess I’ll see you in a few weeks, huh? I could e-mail this, but sometimes the old stamp-and-envelope mail seems so romantic.

Love, always

Andy

P.S.: I didn’t even hear you get out of bed this morning. Oh, and after I got out of the handcuffs I took ‘em with me. They’ll be waiting for you up at my place. (Not sure about the key!)

—A.