“You're gone. No mailing address.But I send you letters anyway.”

“Have you ever written a letter you knew you could never mail but you needed to write it anyway?”

“You mean you're going to send the same form letter to the Great Pumpkin, Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny?""Why not? These guys get so much mail they can't possibly tell the difference... I bet they don't even read the letters themselves! How could they?! The trouble with you, Charlie Brown, is you don't understand how these big organizations work!”

“They said I was a valued customer, now they send me hate mail.”

“Someone has been trying to send me a message for weeks—my car keys missing, pyramids of coins stacked neatly in corners, lamps turned on I know I’ve shut off, toast crumbs on the counter make the profile of a face.The scuttling in the attic does not sound animal—when I climb up there’s old insulation, inches of dust and this heaviness I can’t shake.If I could mail one letter to the dead, it would be a chain letter—Send this to the ten people you loved the most— to see if it returned to me.”

“No legitimate corporations will ask you to send them sensitive information via e-mail.”