Remember the "secrret admirer" note I got a while back? There was another one, tucked into the mailbox, yesterday. Alas, it contains very damaging evidence that I am not the intended recipient.
I don't know who Isaac or Emma are. There's a young blonde girl up on Neighbor's street a couple of blocks away who is named Emma. I'm not sure how Isaac could think she lives at my house. My housemate's name could possibly be stretched to sound something like "Emma" but that's a long shot.
I think we'll need to leave a note for Isaac telling him he's got the wrong house. Maybe I'll include a map to Emma's house. I'll keep you posted.