A normal day.
Go to your front door and pick up the letters. Whilst walking to the kitchen flick through the letters you have gathered in your hands. Bills, bills, more bills, with the odd junk mail.
Coming across a letter that's been stamped from Belfast; wondering, as we don't have any relatives living in Ireland. Opening the envelope, it's a Christmas card with Santa on the front, with the words 'Ho Ho Ho' printed across face of the card.
A lottery ticket.
With no idea who it's from. A lottery ticket has been sent to us.
There's no lost or gain, we never paid for the ticket. If we win, we'd gain, but if we don't, we don't loose any profit. A free lottery ticket. It's for the next jackpot. 7.2 million pounds.
That's time for fantasising.
Who has sent this?
Why to us?
Whoever that may be we are grateful.
We only got 2 numbers.
But thank-you for sending the possibility of the 7.2 million.
God Bless You.
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