Doors

[anonymously.]

Um. [Shaky letters are crossed out, ink smeared, and she tries again, this time with a more steady hand.] Just, out of curiosity [...] is there any way for people on different sides of the door to meet? Aside from the parties, I mean.

[Locked to Anaïs M]

Ma cousine? Are you okay?

Vaguely threatening letter arrived at my new address.

I'm trying to decide whether I should take this seriously or not. Let us hope that it's just a prank by people who have nothing better to do with their time.