I saw a bedraggled envelope lying soaking wet on the footpath. I saw that the name and address on the front of the envelope was indecipherable and there was no return address anywhere to be seen.
Curiosity got the better of me. I opened the envelope and read the pitiful sodden note it contained. It was brief and to the point, “Dearest Jack, I love you, I’m pregnant, please come back, I desperately, need you and I’m so sorry, please, please come back to me, I forgive you”
It was signed simply, ‘Willow’.
I don’t know anyone called Jack and I know of no pregnant ‘Willow’ so I took the most sensible course open to me.
I simply threw it in the nearest bin and continued shopping.
CREAKINGBONES 
you are so mean!! Ha ha
I’m so pleased you know what I mean. By the way, I’ve read your entry and I know what you mean!
Haha..see, you make me laugh!
That’s harsh! Poor willow! *laughs*
Thanks mate, the only good thing about Willow is that its good for cricket bats.
Not the fairytale ending. I like how realistic this story seems and an amusing surprise.
I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks.
Really enjoyed this. The ending made me chuckle because it was so unexpected yet so true to life in most cases 🙂