Dorothy sits at her table. She picks up her pen. She writes: 'Dear Priya. I have to tell you the truth. Your first card was for Flat 7. I am in Flat 6. I am sorry I did not say this sooner.' She pushes the note under Priya's door. That night, Dorothy does not sleep. In the morning, she looks at the floor. There is no note.

Then she hears a knock. She opens the door. It is Priya. She is young and she is smiling. She has two cups of tea. 'I know,' Priya says. 'I knew in week two. But I liked writing to you.' Dorothy laughs. They sit together with their tea. Dorothy is happy. The note went to the wrong door, but she found a right friend.

Dorothy viết một lời nhắn cho người hàng xóm để nhận lỗi và tìm thấy một tình bạn bất ngờ.

Căn hộ số 6

Một phụ nữ lớn tuổi sống một mình phát hiện ra một lời nhắn thân thiện từ người hàng xóm mới.

Bức thư dưới cửa nhà sai nhà dưới sai cửa

Not For Me

Dorothy nhận được những ghi chú bí ẩn từ một người phụ nữ tên Priya, nhưng cô nhận ra có lẽ đã có sự nhầm lẫn.

Every Tuesday Morning

Bức thư dưới cửa nhà sai nhà sai nhà sai nhà sai nhà dưới sai cửa

Dorothy sits at her table. She picks up her pen. She writes: 'Dear Priya. I have to tell you the truth. Your first card was for Flat 7. I am in Flat 6. I am sorry I did not say this sooner.' She pushes the note under Priya's door. That night, Dorothy does not sleep. In the morning, she looks at the floor. There is no note.

Then she hears a knock. She opens the door. It is Priya. She is young and she is smiling. She has two cups of tea. 'I know,' Priya says. 'I knew in week two. But I liked writing to you.' Dorothy laughs. They sit together with their tea. Dorothy is happy. The note went to the wrong door, but she found a right friend.