CléaDear Cléa
Thank you for your lovely card. Things here are busy and the business is doing well so my dreams may well come true.
The weather is not too bad down here and Bali was fantastic. I only wished that I could have shared it with you.
I hope everything is ok and [my profession] is going as planned.
We shall meet again (I hope)
With lots of love
Alex
xxxxx
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Dear Alex
What a thoughtful note on a classic card, but may I ask, who on earth are you?! I take it you’re male since you wanted to share Bali with me. But I confess that location has never appealed to me.
Everything is fine with me, but who would have believed I have given the profession the flick. I sincerely hope your dreams have come true, whatever they may have been and you didn’t turn into a workaholic. You sound like a genuine person. I wonder what became of you.
Obviously we never met again, and if we were to meet in the future, I would certainly not remember you. Can you at least give me a hint or a clue to your identity?
With lots of questions
Cléa
xxxxx
PS What is it with postcards and 5 x’s?
He/she implies that you have met and yet you are unsure of his/her gender. Very odd. Could he/she be a cross-dresser?
I certainly don’t have 5 x’s in the postcards I send. At least no clue why it’s there either.
You must have made quite an impression on him to write that. Then again, not unexpected of you to do so. Makes you also wonder though, maybe you can’t remember him because it wasn’t a him to begin with. What if him was a her?
Oh Cléa, I have waited a lifetime for you to reply to that postcard! I just knew Bali was the wrong choice for you – what with the hawkers and drunken, boorish Aussies you would have preferred to leave behind. But I planned for us to be far, far from the noise and chaos of Legian and Kuta, up in the mountains terraced with rice fields. We would have been standing at the lookout, with Ganung Batur gently venting steam and rumbling occasionally behind us, when I asked you that question. Alas… there was no time to explain. I guess it was never to be…
I love how you ended your letter off “with lots of questions.” So clever and something I must use in the future to throw people off!
Gorilla B: The question is, was he/she a cross dresser at the time, because that I would have remembered!
Kami: The 5x seem to be common in this pile of postcards, no idea why.
I’ve been trying to think of either, a him or a her, to no avail. The ‘voice’ reads like a man but I have no recollection.
Gboy:
Oh Alex! You make it sound so… enticing. Yet I can’t shake images of Bali belly and drunken tourists. And I’m trying to put a face to your lush description. But your face remains a mystery for me. Now about that question, care to drop a few more hints? Because my mind is ablaze with possibilities!
EM: That’s because I’ve been asking myself for days, and my brain hasn’t given me any clues. You should try it, who knows you may get a LOT of answers!
That’s the thing about voices. You never know what face they’ll wear until you see them. At least in this case. See them again.
Did I say, “Bali”?
I meant “Bally.”
The Bally Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas.
They have a weekend special for 49.95 and the Early Bird Buffet is included.
If things work out, we can get married by “Elvis.”
Love, Alex.
Kami: I doubt very much I’d ever find out who he is. He’s probably forgotten me too. Heh!
Zen: That’s more like it! Now I remember you… you sang all the Elvis tunes and wore those daggy sunglasses. You let me pay for my coffee then talked of adventures and proposals. I had no idea you meant marriage in Vegas! Gee wiz, we could have been an item. For about five seconds.
Love, Cléa
Nice from Alex to write you a postcard…
Sidney: I think so too… even today and despite the fact that I don’t remember him.