Alice Aster, a certain kind of disaster, could not pass her postmaster exam. Daughter of a newscaster and ringmaster each new chapter Alice Aster approached the clatter with laughter. Alice Aster was easy to flatter. Made that really matter. Then she got sadder. Felt herself shatter and scatter. Was no longer possible to flatter. Had run off with an actor. Alice Aster forgot an important factor regarding the actor. She was lonely with him. Her friends were in the center. Speaking through the past. Sending lots of letters. She wrote back, Find someone for me to be in love with that I’m not in love with.