Writing Exercise #2 (Sentence Starter)

"It was Sunday, and there shouldn't have been a letter in the mailbox, but there was."

Sandy slipped her fingers over the mail, feeling the grains within, she had never before checked the mail on Sunday’s, but today she woke up feeling different, and as she set her feet on the hardwood floor she automatically headed over to the mailbox. Feeling her way past the doorway and seeing with her hands and feet was she able to make it to the front of her home. Slowly she slipped her fingers underneath the flap and gently lifted out the letter, the raised bumps on the page surprised her more than the actual letter had.

Her fingers flew over the bumps and they said: “Hello, my name is Michael, and I am your guardian angel. I left a gift for you at your doorstep, go see what it is, I know you’ll like what I got for you. His name is Swann by the way.”

For some reason Sandy didn’t disregard this as a phony letter and as she arrived at her doorstep she found a wet nose, fuzzy face, and wriggling body awaiting her.