My neighboring aunt wanted me to look after the year-old kid. I was glad. He is so cute. His soft and smooth skin feels so sweet, and baby powder, so fresh. How he laughs when I sing rhymes, showing his half grown teeth. It makes me so happy when he smiles.
I turned to make him some soup. "What's this ?" my mom shouted holding the letter with raging eyes. Gone. Fired. I looked at the kid, who was holding book where the letter was safe.
Damn kid. See how he is laughing at me, mocking, flaunting fangs ... Huuhaahaa Huahaahaa...
P.S Read the letter as Love letter