Written with a little Hope
Some notes travel farther.
A bottle. A note. Someone who needs to hear from a friend.
For the intended reader.
Hope sends her notes into the Walkabout’s water. They find their way to the people they are meant for.
Most days Beeb is the farthest away. The notes meant for him have farther to go. That doesn’t mean every bottle is his.
You don’t need to know how a message finds you to be glad that it did.