The Letters...Letter 1 by gypsyflame
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The Letters.........
My Dearest Chase...
The days are so long and the nights even longer without you baby. I feel so alone here even though Ava and Clay are with me. My days are full of chores, you know Clay, he's a stickling for getting things done. My day begins early, breakfast to cook and I struggle so much using this wood stove. I eat breakfast with Clay in the kitchen after serving Ava hers in bed. Clay and I eat in silence, he never was one for conversation. After breakfast, I gather up the dirty dishes and take them to the screened in back porch to wash up in the basin then stack them on the table out there to air dry. Then it's in to Ava, helping her to bathe and dress, change her bed linens and get her back in to bed. Then it's out to the back to wash clothes and hang them to dry. I swear Chase, I have rubbed my fingers raw on the scrub board. I really hate that thing. I feel like a mountain woman.
I feel guilty because had it been left up to me, I wouldn't have come out here but you know how nagging my mother can be. It's not that I don't want to help Ava and Clay but he really gives me the creeps my love. He's so quiet and always giving me that look of his as if to say, " This is my home and you must do things our way." I swear I don't know what Ava ever seen in him nor do I understand why she would want to live out here in no where man's land. There's nothing to do here except chores. With no electric I can't even listen to music. I suppose I shouldn't complain, I know Ava would help me out if I needed her but I miss you so much Chase. I just want to come home and I've only been here a week.
I miss you so much my love.... it is very important to me to tell you how much you mean to me. I wish I could do it in person while you hold me close in your strong arms while I gaze in to your beautiful steel blue eyes. I know how hard this will be on the both of us, seperated by so many miles. My only hope is that absence does make the heart grow fonder because I can't imagine my life without you in it. Our seperation will test our inner strengths and our love and devotion to each other. We've been together for so long now and being here without you has taken its toll on me and I know it's only going to get worse.It's so hard being here. Clay rarely speaks and Ava is always resting. Not hearing your voice is driving me crazy... how I wish my cell phone would work back here... Already I am feeling the absence of you, the longer I am away from you, the greater the yearning to be with you. I long for the time when this seperation will no longer be and I am back in your arms, safe and loved....forever, your Rachel.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TO BE CONTINUED~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Anyone who would care to respond as Chase, please feel free to do so as this is something I hope you'll do...It will help to give me more ideas as to which direction to take the story...
Comments (10)
mikeerson
I miss you too Rachel... I miss how dirty you use to talk to me... you being so far away, you sound like you're being watched... this letter sounded sensored. Already I feel you have forgotten me. What color did you think my eyes were? Blue? The only time I had blue eyes is when we dressed up for Halloween last year and I wore blue contacts... I know I ware tinted blue glasses all the time, So I'll let you slide. When you make your meals, you should all eat with Ava... Clay is a pervert too. Remember that night when we went to the movie theatre and the lights came on? Remember what he was doing - lol We called him PeeWee Heman for ages... and with Ava Not being able to move around, I hope you are wareing un attractive clothes.... and, how many times do I have to tell you not to do the dishes out on the porch... If clay insists they be done out there, make that lazy bastard do them - and tell him, It's not a "Woman's Job"... If he wants to do the dishes out on the porch, video tape it - I'm sure one of these days he'll have a bear in his lap - especially with him insisting you guys eat maple syrup every morning... Does he have a death wish? anyway, I worked today out in the hot sun and got so dehydrated I'm cramping up... It hurts to type... I look forward to getting your letters - oh, did I tell ya, I lost my job and I have to be out of the house by the end of the month, I don't know how I'm going to get your letters now, but I'll figure out something. Much love and lust, 57 - you do remember what 57 stands for right?
Faemike55
My dearest Rachel, I understand the frustration you're going through and I wish there was some way I could help you during this period. But this new boss won't even let me go for the week let alone 3 months. If we didn't need the money so bad, I'd tell him where to put his job. I am coming down next weekend to see you and to let you know that I still love you very much and how much I miss you and your wonderful smile. In your next letter let me know what you would like me to bring you and I'll try to get it for you. How is Rachel doing? She is a very sweet girl and I hope that everything is going well for her, all things considered. I've missed you so very much these last few weeks, your smiles and laughter brightens my day. Your warm hugs before I go to work and even warmer ones when I get home makes me so glad that you are in my life. I promise you, darling, that when we get married, we will have all the amenities you'll ever want. Take care of yourself my darling and stay strong, not only for yourself but for your sister. all my love Chase
ontar1
Cool story, excellent work!!!!!!!!!! (sorry no response, but I feel creepy doing things like this, hated it actually, had history professor who loved this, but after a week of playing Abelard (a priest) and his lover Heloise (a nun) had to write her response to his letters, it drove me nuts, so I'll pass if you do not mind. Hope I got the names right.)
myquad
Your letter is incredible and I love the responses you're getting! Great job, Marlene!
brycek
Wonderful letter Marlene!!
vaggabondd
Rachel my love, I want to say again how much I oppose you being there. I know that clay is hiding in the trees watching you work up a sweat, watching as you sway back and forth on the scrub board doing the laundry and with your beautiful body I know he is slipping down to the river to watch you bath. I hope Ava gets better soon. I don't know how much longer I can go without you. I am going crazy just thinking of you being there with him watching you even if she is your friend. honey dream of me and I will dream of you Chase
davidoblad
My Dearest Rachel: Well, not much happening here.. Oh! Almost forgot.. your dog Rex finally died yesterday. But other than that, there's not much happening. Oh! Did I ever mention how Rex got sick? If I didn't.. it's because Rex ate some rotten horse meat from your barn. We are all so very sad, Rex was a good dog. Oh! Did I mention the rotten horse meat came from your horse Flash? Yeah.. That was also very sad, Flash was a great horse.. Not sure if I mentioned before that Flash died when your barn caught fire. But other than that, nothing much happening around here. Oh! Did I mention how your barn caught fire? If not, it was from the flames leaping over to it from your house. Anyway, other than that, there's not much happening. Oh! Did I previously mention how your house caught fire? Sorry if I didn't.. that fire started from the candles at your Aunts funeral. But, other than that, not much happening here as of late. Oh! Did I happen to mention the funeral before? Well.. your Aunt Edna died and we had her funeral at your place. I sure hope you didn't mind, it sure was a lovely large old house. Again, other than that, there's not much happening here still. Oh! Did I maybe mention how Edna had died? Well, I'll have to save that for our next letter because the Police are asking me to leave right now! Hugs and missing you terribly.. Chase Ps. Remind me to tell you about your car..
Jay-el-Jay
It sounds like a story of some real hard times.I will have to follow up on this to see where it goes.
Blush
Okay This is the first letter I have read I can't tell you what to do sis..except listen to your heart... If no electric how are you posting letters... Wish I lived closer by and we could help each other out I go through and been through and still going through hard times but try not to let it get me down I am off here so tired Love ya.... Send me a site mail over this.... Hugs Your Ky sis Susan~
photostar
Now, I'm finally getting caught up with these, Marlene. I think the interaction among fellow artists is incredible.