The First Day

On the first day, the sun continued to shine. We ate and drank and prayed. The saints always returned our prayers unanswered. 
"At least they're reacting to them", we thought. 
Normally, the unopened letters were delivered at night while we were sleeping. 
Some of us found it comforting to stay up and glance at the stamp from a non-existent post office before falling asleep. 
"Return to sender" it said in bold black letters.