Chapter 5: Drops of Joy
I hope you all like it. Just a quick note so that you understand, remember, Max is getting her letters from Logan weeks after he sends them, so the ones that you read with her, are from weeks ago, but the ones that you read with Logan are from right now. Hope that helps with any confusion.
Aimee- Here it is again. Thanks.
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It has only been a week since I received the wonderful news from Logan that Manticore�s director had been assassinated. Although he didn�t specifically tell me who did it, I know deep down in my heart that he had something to do with it. And for that, I am forever grateful.
Everyday, my heart races in my chest until I get my letter, because everyday could be the day that he tells me I can come home. It hasn�t come yet, but I know soon, it will.
I almost skip into the post office, forgetting the stiffness that I once carried in to every situation. Living in a small town in the country often does that to a person. I shoot a smile to the man giving me my envelope, and I turn on my heel to walk out the door, while at the same time, opening my latest creation of Logan�s.
My love,
Every day and night, whenever I see a shadow, I think of you. I walk down the brightly lit streets of Seattle, and I know in my heart, that only when I�m crying can you hear me. I know that through all the times we were together, you always wanted more, chasing illusions that you longed for. I wish that I wasn�t crying, but can you hear me crying? There�s an ocean between us, but you know where to find me. I know that you reach out and touch me, because I can feel you in my heart. The days that you are gone feel like a lifetime, but it helps to remember that you�re only an ocean away. I try to think if there was ever a moment when I felt no pain, and I realize there was. Every time you were with me. I want to feel that in my life again. I want this separation to be over. Now. I remember all the days and nights, when we used to walk the brightly lit streets of Seattle. I want you here with me. Please be here with me. There may be an ocean between us, but you know where to find me, and always know that no matter what happens, I am here waiting for you, and I am thinking of you with each passing moment.
Until tomorrow my love,
Logan.
As I finish reading Logan�s words, I realize that I have collapsed on the side of the small road, and am sitting on the curb. I pull the letter away from my body as my tears begin to cause the letters to run. I never imagined that I could produce tears that run like rain, but then again, I had never read Logan's words of love to me. He had come to addressing all of my letters with My love, and over time, whenever my thoughts turned to him, I began to think of him as my love as well.
I stand up and make my way through the town to my world away from everything,
and begin to look forward to tomorrow once again, because tomorrow could be the
day that I can go home, to my love.
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Also, the letter was based loosely on the lyrics to the song �Only an Ocean Away� by Sarah Brightman. Thanks to Lady Callie for pointing that out to me.
