Dear Cecily,
I know you were told not to believe in magic, that it’s all fairy tales. Well I am from the future and am telling you–believe. There’s going to be a scientific report that comes out in fifteen years on this. All I’ll say for now is that it’s important that you keep up the practice!
-Your future student, who wants a better teacher
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PO Box 159 at the Brooksdale Post Office is a bit unusual. Every week, it receives letters from many different people from many different times in the future. Many times, the letters are well-wishes and advice from the loved ones of people of our time. Other times, there are dire warnings.
No one seems to know how or why these letters started coming to PO Box 159. They simply appear. The future these letters describe seems to be in constant flux; one day the year 2098 sounds like a dystopian hellscape, the next day a letter will appear describing a garden of Eden.
Emma Reilly, the owner of PO Box 159, shares the letters she receives through this blog (mostly) every Tuesday.
Meg A. Mars 