Branch walked across his big living room and looked out the window.

Poppy had been right. It was beautiful.

If only Poppy were here to see this.

Branch shook his head.

No! Stop thinking about her! She belongs to someone else now.

He looked at the flowers. Three of the seemed to stand out.

Poppies? Aww, they're a beautiful as Poppy.

Branch shook his head once again.

Ugh! No! You're not supposed to like Poppy anymore!!!

His doorbell rang, and he scampered to his blue feet to see who it was.

As he opened it, the mailman stood at the door, holding a small box.

"Package," he said, and held it out to him.

"Thanks," Branch said, and gave him a small smile.

The mailman now dropped his hands. He smiled as well and nodded, brightly. "Hey. You're Branch, right?"

Branch looked down at his body. "Last time I checked I was."

"Oh my troll! I'm actually meeting you! I've heard so much about you!"

Branch grinned. "Really?"

"Yes! You're dating Poppy, aren't you?"

Branch's grin faded into a frown and he held a sad gaze.

He cleared his throat, sadly. "Uh, no. I'm not."

"You're not? What happened?"

He shook his head. "I don't want to talk about it. You should probably go."

The mailman stepped inside. "I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened."

Branch sat on the floor with his package. He didn't speak of a word. Instead, he started to open it.

There was a letter.

Branch,

Hey! Whatz up! I don't think you remember me, but I know you. I'm not going to state my name, because you'll come after me after what I say if you know my name. Anyway, I just want you to know something. Your little precious Poppy?? Yeah, sorry, but you're not going to see her again. By this time tomorrow she will be up in her sweet heaven. And I'm going to be the one to do this all. And there's nothing you can do about it. 😹
You're a loser, and you're useless.
With lots of hate,
A

Branch looked up from the paper. There was a small hair inside. It was pink.

Branch looked up at the mailman.

"Poppy's in great danger."