Someone in Little Pellow is writing gorgeous love letters, and every single one is going to the wrong address.
In the village of Little Pellow a series of anonymous, achingly lovely letters has started arriving at the wrong houses, and the whole village is trying to work out who wrote them and who they were meant for. The mail carrier swears the addresses are correct, the florist has received three, the novelist is accused of writing them and is not denying it, and the landlady has taped them to her shop window for everyone to read. Somewhere in the village the real writer is losing their nerve, and the real recipient has not received a single one.
4 roles. You take one; your friends take the rest, and the narrator plays any left over. Anyone can bring a character of their own into a role instead.
The village mail carrier who has delivered every letter in Little Pellow for twelve years and is mortified that he may have got these wrong.
The florist who has received three of the letters, does not believe any of them are meant for her, and is very annoyed to find she wishes they were.
A romance novelist renting the cottage at the end of the lane to finish a book he has not written a word of in a year.
The widowed landlady of half the cottages in Little Pellow, who has taped every misdelivered letter to her shop window and is enjoying herself enormously.