Josh... this is....
amazing, to say the least. words fall frustratingly short. I really don't know what to say.
other than..
After deciding that the coast was clear, Sal reached through the slightly cracked trailer door into the pale sunlight of the morning to retrieve his mail. Something about this morning was not like the other mornings; even up to the postman being unusually early. Sal was plagued with an eerily hollow feeling despite his double decker pancake breakfast. Sal's finger touched the rusty metal hook on the tip of the mailbox and pulled it down opening the mailbox door with a faint creak.
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