I’d been a high-school English teacher for almost 20 years, and I was teaching “Romeo and Juliet” when Sadia, one of the students in the front row, asked me if I believed in fate.
“Well,” I began in my best teacher voice. “Romeo and Juliet were star-crossed. And that means . . .”
“No,” said Sadia. “I don’t mean them. I mean you. Do you believe in fate?”
I didn’t know how to answer. Fate seemed to be handing me a pretty rough deal lately. I had been in love with my best friend for more than a decade. I’d seen her scroll through a number of ill-advised boyfriends, but I couldn’t seem to get her to see me as a potential boyfriend. Typical romantic-comedy stuff, I guess, but in that moment I had an idea.
Our “Romeo and Juliet” textbook included an essay about the “letters to Juliet” phenomenon, where people around the world send letters…