“It looked so important,” the assistant said. “Some poor person is probably looking for it 5)frantically. It must have fallen out of his pocket or book.” Lilly glanced at the address of the 6)recipient and was surprised to see it was for the building right next to hers. She took the letter so she could 7)drop it by the man’s apartment on her way home. She 8)turned out the lights, finished locking the library and hurried home, where she quickly 9)set down her bags. 10)Clutching the envelope, she 11)ran across the way, entered the front 12)lobby next store and scanned the mailboxes. She found a Gordon, the same last name listed on the envelope. Lilly walked up the three flights of stairs and was greeted at the door by a sweet older woman who was leaning on a crutch.

“Oh, thank you so much, she said. “Well, here’s the letter. Is David Gordon your husband” “Oh no,” she answered. “That’s my son. We were wondering where the letter went. ” She looked Lilly up and down. “Well, look at us, standing here like strangers, ” the woman said smiling brightly. “Come and sit for a moment and have some tea. Please. ” As she 13)motioned Lilly to a chair, the lady talked about the letter. “When I get mail for my son, I always put it on the kitchen table so he can find it when he comes home. This letter was important so I stuck it in his book. You see, he is going to medical school to be a 14)specialist, ” she said proudly. Just then, the door opened and in walked her son, David.