I know that it is -5 degrees Celsius outside today, but it felt like spring this morning. Maybe those weren't real birds chirping in the trees as I negotiated the treacherous sidewalks in the neighborhood, maybe someone had his/her nature-sounds relaxation tape cranked.

The first postcard in the aforementioned faux romance has been received along with my partner's permission to blog it. Instead of muddying the waters here, you can visit my new blog dedicated solely to the missives exchanged between Shelly and acne-disfigured Alec here. -Zh.