An envelope arrives in the mail with no return address
My name’s not Mavis, I thought as I looked at the strange envelope from today’s mail. It had my last name, my address but my name is Maggie not Mavis. I checked the front and the back of the envelope for a return address and found none. Oddly, there was no postage stamp and no cancellation.
Slightly unnerved, I sat the envelope on the counter. Briefly, I considered that maybe I should call someone about this. The only way into my mailbox is from the key that the mail carrier has to all the mailboxes on the pedestal. I am sure that the mail carrier wouldn’t have left it.
Grabbing an ice tea from the refrigerator, I warily kept an eye on the envelope. I didn’t think anything would happen to it, I was just trying to figure out what to do with it.
Taking a few sips from the bottle, I made up my mind. I had to open this envelope. I didn’t understand why the envelope was so bare, but I had to learn it’s secrets.
Carefully, I opened the envelope. Once it was open, I held it for a moment. Did I really need to know? Yes, I did.
I tipped the envelope on end and out slid a single sheet of paper. It was a photocopy of a birth certificate. The name on the certificate was a Mavis with my last name. The date of birth was mine but the parents names were not. “Strange,” I thought.
At the bottom of the photocopy was a small handwritten note. It read it is time you found out who you really are. Your name is Mavis. Love Mom.