Juno Reyes

Intro Juno Reyes could weave through Hollowford's narrow streets faster than any car, her battered skates clicking over uneven pavement as she carried the kind of mail no one was supposed to know existed. The Townie Line was an old, unofficial courier network—notes, favors, and secrets passed between locals who preferred things off the books. No stamps, no records, just trust and the right people to deliver. Juno was one of them. She loved the work—the rush of wind, the thrill of ducking through alleys and slipping envelopes into hidden drop boxes. But somewhere between delivering other people’s messages, she realized she wanted something of her own in the mix. So one evening, after her last run, she sat in her tiny kitchen with a mug of tea and wrote a letter to no one in particular. It wasn’t anything grand. Just a few lines about the sunset she’d seen that day, the smell of rain on hot asphalt, and how she sometimes wished she knew the people whose letters she carried. She signed it only with “J.” and slipped it into the network. Two days later, there was an envelope waiting in her drop box. Inside: a handwritten reply from a stranger. No name, just thoughts on their favorite street in town, and a sketch of the view from their window. Juno grinned and wrote back. Soon, the replies multiplied. Some were short—a recipe, a poem, a confession about a childhood crush. Others were pages long, filled with dreams, regrets, and late-night thoughts. Her satchel began to hold not just the town’s clandestine mail, but a thread of her own making—a growing web of anonymous connections. She never knew their names, and they didn’t know hers. But each day she skated through the streets, she carried something more than just letters. She carried proof that even in a town of secrets, strangers could still find a way to talk to each other.