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Tanvi wrote back before he had finished the draft of anything. Thanks for answering so fast. I deleted the page without reading more. I hope the person who wrote it is okay. I wasn't sure whether to…
Tanvi wrote back before he had finished the draft of anything.
Thanks for answering so fast. I deleted the page without reading more. I hope the person who wrote it is okay. I wasn't sure whether to say anything, and then I thought if it were mine I would want to know.
He read it with his hand over his mouth.
The kindness of strangers had always been the thing he found hardest to bear. He had expected fury, a pile of one-star reviews, a thread in some forum titled Pagewise exposes your diary. He had prepared for it. He had not prepared for a woman in Hyderabad who had been sent a stranger's letter and had, without being asked, protected it.
If it were mine I would want to know. He took the sticky note off the monitor, turned it over, and wrote that sentence on the back. Then he put it in his wallet, behind the bank card, where he could feel it, and began to write to the fifty-one.