Wish you were here #3

Dear [your name here],

I don't know if you're getting these postcards. I know I sound paranoid, but the people in this village sort of won't let me leave. I think the old couple stole my guide book. There are no phones and any time I try to ask about a bus or moving on, people shrug or get distracted or mime elaborate excuses. The river shown overleaf runs through this town. It really is as pretty as the picture. This is the only postcard they sell in the shop, and they supposedly post the mail for everyone here. I hope this reaches you. Some days the forest seems soft and silent, but other times the trees seem to be closing in. Particularly at night.

I don't want you to worry about me, though. I'm fine, really, and I hope you are too. How's [your partner's name here] going? I trust you're both well.

I'll write when I can.
Alida x

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