60 years Old love letter (love story)

As I walked home one very cold day, I came on a wallet somebody had lost in the road. I picked it up and viewed inside to find some I’d. so I could call the owner. But the wallet included only three dollars and a crumpled letter that seemed as if it had been in there for years.
The package was worn and the only thing that was readable on it was the come back address. I began to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline–1924. The letter had been written nearly 60 years ago.
It was composed in a wonderful feminine handwriting on powdered blue stationary with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a “Dear John” letter that told the receiver, whose name showed up to be Michael, that the writer could not see him any longer because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.
It was signed, Hannah.
It was a wonderful letter, but there was no way apart from for the name Michael, that the owner could be recognized. Maybe if I called details, the operator could find a phone record for the address on the envelope.
“Operator,” I began, “this is an uncommon request. I’m trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there in any case you can tell me if there is a phone number for an deal with that was on an envelope in the wallet?”................read more at>>>>60 years Old love letter (love story)