The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.

I need to buy some postcards to send to Mom and Dad,' said Ian, heading up the steas to the Captain's Quill Bookshop. 'I also want to send some funny ones to Jackson and some of my other friends.''I'll get one for my mom,' said Zoe.But as she sorted through the postcards, she remembered her mom was travling all summer without a fixed address, and email was a no-go because Granddad didn't own a computer. She didn't have the addresses of any of her friends with her, either-not that she had many friends.

Wherever you travel to, I would love to receive a beautiful postcard.

Where you travel to, I would love to receive a beautiful postcard.

You rarely know, in the moment, when it's the last time you'll do something. Most of the time, the whole thing just sneaks away in the night, never to be seen or heard from again, not even sending back so much as a postcard to say hello.

Zoe's mom liked to send silly postcards that made her laugh, but they usually dwindled as the summer wore on.