"Hello sir, this letter's come for you."

>write a response

You read over the letter a second time, and think of who would be interested in the book your grandfather left you. It is an old book, the binding is starting to fall apart, and the cover has been torn, and there appears to be stains on it. The name of the book has long since worn away from both the front and side of the book.

You sit down at your desk, get out your pen and a piece of paper, and begin to write a letter to the people who sent you this notice. Halfway through, your family's butler enters into the room and inspects the envelope. He then walks over and informs you that the address is an obvious lie.

You stop writing mid-sentence, and stare blankly at the lengthy response you just wrote out. That such a simple detail could go unnoticed by you baffles you.

>Lower head in shame, crumple up the letter, and go and get a drink.
>Enraged, you throw your pen at your butler.
>Dismissive, you take another look at the envelope, and decide to see if your butler is right.
>You go up to the kitchen to make lunch.