Dear Mr. Hamilton,

I woke up at 4am and had to get back to reading your story. I saw your e-mail address at the bottom of the chapter (has it always been there?) and I fought a battle with myself trying to decide whether to write you. I thought maybe I should first read and study all your writings I could find so that I would not seem a complete idiot…but my emotions overcame my fear. (As usual.)

I just wanted to tell you how much your story means to me. It’s been like a coming home. Like “Wow, there are actually people out there who think like I do…I’ve just never been able to put my finger on it and categorize it into a neat, simple, honest, easy to understand way of life.

Maybe now that I am starting to see things a little clearer I can begin a real life, a happy life…just tell me that there are things like described in Superpuzzle that are actually happening. I need that Hope.

Susan C.