Dear Naomi, I want to play a little game. It’s probably killing you that you can’t write back to me, right? I can just imagine how badly you want to. I’ll make you a deal though. I want you to say the word ‘bologna’ in your 5AM weather report. If you can do that, I’ll give you a hint about where I am now. Maybe I’ll even include my return address on the next letter. Maybe. Love, Luca
Little cheat
