No Liver, No Yoghurt Raisins

The man who makes and sells jewelry on the corner next to my shop has been occasionally receiving letters from a woman possibly named Meredith. He does not know who she is, and though her return address is sometimes marked as the same city we live in, the envelopes will be stamped with Jackson, FL, Memphis TN, and other cities on the other side of the country. The letters are sent to a local coffee house and sometimes has a dollar in them.