by Gill James
She had to stop the noise. She pressed one button. Then another. The screaming wouldn’t stop. The man looked irritated.
“You must put in the magic number Frau Johnson. Can you remember your magic number?”
Yes. Her birthday. 1006, she typed carefully. The howling stopped.
She offered him the note.
Buy ten stamps. Take the wrongly delivered letter back. Feed the animals.
“He takes care of you, doesn’t he?”
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