Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.
Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible.
A smell wafted through the air,
lifting my spirits and putting a new bounce in my step.
A strange smell. Savory, sweet, soup-ish.
I couldn’t place it.
I bounced along the road, almost trampling the letter.
I picked it up, curiously, carefully.
It was a fragile letter.
Fragile, soft, and squishy.
A lonely letter on its lonesome.
I examined it,
but it hit me.
No, not the letter, duh.
I knew what the smell was.
The chef must have dropped the letter,
The letter P.