Today I received a letter from a girl I met back home. I haven’t corresponded with her in over half a year since I left. We barely know each other. She worked at Little Caesars when I met her. I pulled up to the drive-thru one night, was urged by my friends to ask for her number but, I was too shy so, my lady friend took the liberty of sending her hand signals from the passenger seat. She came back with our pizza and her number on the receipt.