06 April 2008


Dear Mr. Leek,

I think I'm in love with you. I didn't know much about you before. My mother mentioned you once at Thanksgiving while preparing the turkey. I was too young then to recognize how special you were.

When I first met you at Picard, you were a bit cold, but you warmed up quickly. I will never forget that time in the kitchen. You're beautiful. Long, pale and unexpectedly sweet.

I've been thinking about you a lot since our last time together. What a pleasure it was to see you at the grocery store. My friend saw us walking up Avenue de Choisy. She says we make a good-looking couple. Until next time.


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