Love Never Fades

I glanced at the clock, a smile playing on my lips; it was almost mail time. In this day and age, everything was electronic. I receive text messages to my phone and a constant stream of emails but the only mail that I usually got was bills or advertisements. Even my own mother will tell me, when I call, that she is busy and to text or email the information instead. So why then, when was I so looking forward to the mail?
Because I was expecting something fabulous in the mail, a letter, writ…