she opens the door and bends down, picking up the letter. she grins and closes her eyes, pressing her lips to its seal. she bites her lip and tears it open, her eyes scanning the letter time and time again. she grins and plops on the couch. -- carrie and teresa's place

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Date Posted: 08:10:29 05/21/01 Mon
Author: carrie
Subject: she opens the door and bends down, picking up the letter. she grins and closes her eyes, pressing her lips to its seal. she bites her lip and tears it open, her eyes scanning the letter time and time again. she grins and plops on the couch.
In reply to: Nicholas 's message, " -The letter arrives in a rustic, beige envelope, the return address stating 'Lonesome E Ranch', with a address placecard of an obviously once large and prosperous ranch.- " on 06:49:12 05/21/01 Mon

>
>Hey Baby..
>Thanks for the letter, Carebear. You're right. I miss
>you tons. And you're also right...just hold on to our
>last night. Live on the memories, and I'll be home
>before you think.
>Things aren't great here. They put dad in detox again,
>which he hates. It makes things really hard on mom
>because he always says he'd rather die than stay in
>detox. Trinity has gone back to school and I've picked
>up a job as a wrangler at our neighbor's ranch.
>They're paying me well because they know what's going
>on. Mom is doing better since I'm here, or so Trin
>tells me. But I can't blame her for being upset by
>this all, I mean, everything she's ever known is gone.
>They're living in an apartment complex in low level
>housing until dad comes back, but it shouldn't be
>long. Just another month or two and they're going to
>take out a loan to get the farm back.
>I've been hanging out with some friends here. They say
>they miss me. A few of them are trying to convince me
>to stay. Now before you start with the tears again,
>baby, you KNOW that I promised you I would be back,
>and I WILL, if I die trying...I love you
>Carebear...understand that...
>Love,
>Nick.

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