Short Story 1: MOONLIGHT LETTERS
This is where I'll also post my Short Stories for fun Claire Holden first noticed the letter on a cold night in late October — the kind of night where the air felt thin, crisp, and tinged with the sharp scent of winter waiting its turn. She found it when she went to close her bedroom window. A small white envelope, tied with a thin blue ribbon, dangled from the old metal antenna on her rooftop. The moon lit it faintly, making it glow like something out of a dream. Claire frowned. She lived on the top floor of her building. The roof wasn’t accessible without a ladder. No neighbors had any reason to climb up there. Still… the envelope fluttered gently, as if calling her name. She pulled it inside and untied the ribbon. The handwriting on the paper was clean, confident, somehow familiar. “I miss the way you used to laugh with your whole body.” — A.F.” Claire stared at the letters. A.F. She didn’t know an A.F. But the words made something shift inside her — a long-buried ache, soft ...