"Are you sure you want to go home?" Jenny asked as I sat across from her in an oak dining chair. We were discussing my plan of returning home to take care of my grandma in the dining room while the Conductor was catching up on some Z's in his bedroom.
"Yeah." I replied. "I'm sure. I have the whole thing planned out."
"You'll have to contact your Grandmother."
"Already done."
"Did you pack?"
"Yes."
"Everything?" Jenny questioned teasingly.
"Yes!" I laughed.
Jenny sighed. "Alright. You might want to leave the Conductor a written consent, though. If you leave without him knowing he'll flip out."
"Alright." I replied.
I walked out of the dining room and down the hall to the right into my old room, where I removed a legal pad and a pen from the night stand and thought about what I was going to say.
I wrote down my thoughts and folded the paper. On the front I wrote "The Conductor" and walked out of my room, carrying my suit case behind me.
"Did you write a letter?" Brittany asked as I walked out.
"Yeah." I replied.
"That Conductor, I sure am going to miss him." Brittany sighed, sadly.
"Me too."
Silence.
"But I'm going to miss you most." I smiled, tears in my eyes. Brittany smiled and hugged me.
"Thank you for everything. Thanks for taking me with you for the thrill of a lifetime. I certainly will never forget you, ever." she beamed, sniffing.
"I won't forget you, either." I sniffed. I released my grasp from her and stood back, stroking her arms.
I walked out to the main control panel and handed the letter to Jenny, the baton in her other hand. She pointed the baton at the wall and opened the vortex.
I set my suitcase down. Jenny and I took turns giving Brittany hugs and wiping away our tearful goodbyes.
Brittany stepped out of the portal and Jenny shut it.
Before I knew it, I was home, the words I had written down still rang in my head:
Dearest Conductor,
It breaks my heart to leave like this. I didn't want to disturb you while you were sleeping, so I wrote this letter to tell you I'm leaving. I'm going to live with my Grandma and take care of her. Even though I have a plan, that doesn't mean I won't miss you. I'm eternally grateful to call you one of my closest friends and keep a wonderful story closely tucked in my mind. I used to have an unsatisfactory life. I had no friends. My life was boring, until you took me by the hand and led me to the 50's where I found happiness. And that is something I will never forget. If we ever meet again, I hope you'll remember me. I'll never forget you, Conductor.
Hope to meet again soon,
Cicile Shultz
TO BE CONTINUED...
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The Conductor
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