Fluffy, kinda silly turn-of-the-century romance. It was fun to read, but not too profound. What got me to read it was the interesting premise: Man who is very sick is disappointed because his fiancee is going on vacation and seems to think he can just fend for himself, so she won't hardly even write letters to him. In passing, she suggests that he subscribe to a letter service: you can sign up to receive love letters, letters from a historical figure, letters from a squirrel, letters from a pirate, etc., etc. (Yes, I said squirrel.) That just cracked me up and I wish that such a thing really existed. He, of course, signs up for love letters, thinking that when his fiancee returns he will use them to educate her on the type of letters that he wanted her to write. But you can pretty much guess the rest. ( )