• Dear Frankie

    Nice to finally write to you. I just wanted to say that your mother did love you but with your six siblings she couldn't show much of her love. Helena and Ella are fine. Robyn has the flu, Lola is an actress. Christine and Carla are dead. I expect that you'll be surprised and/or shocked. I also wanted to let you know that I have always been in love with you. Back to the subject, your mother is long dead and you probably haven't heard. She left you quite a lot of money. I know because I went to the funeral. When I heard your name, all I could do was fantasise. I had a dream about you that night. I dreamt that you were standing before me in a cold room. You were crying and the tears were freezing then shattering like glass on the floor. I asked what was wrong and you collapsed into my arms and I tried to wake you. When you did wake, I kissed your lips and you kissed me back. I loved it. Then the dream seemed to lurch forward. You were in my arms again you were about to say something but I woke up. I want to meet you again. The chesnut park is nearly always empty. I shall meet you there. Look for the tall ugly man with the lip piercing. I will look forward to seeing your stunning beauty again.

    real true love from
    The admirer