Dear Jason,
Your painting is done. I would say I have a pretty good talent because you look amazing in it. I feel like I have been more distant from you lately and it upsets me so deeply that you never answer back to my letters, I mean I understand because they are just in my notebook and I have no idea where you are since your are fighting in the war but I just want to hear what you are thinking and what is going on with you.
Lately this place I have been in is alarming me, it has been different than I thought would be, it is so strict, so I decided today I am going to figure out exactly why I am here and if I don’t like what I hear then I am going to leave, I will go back home and live with my parents, maybe get my job back at the diner but who knows?
But anyways I have to get down to business with figuring everything out so I will write to you later.
Love,
Payton
Walking with Jeffery we walked across the gardens just getting a breath of fresh air. It was a beautiful fall day and the leaves were falling off of the trees leaving the perfect color combinations positioned across the dirt pathways. Everyone was starting to bundle up in their light coats and faces were more uncommon to see outside now, but I loved the outdoors and would be out here until it started to snow. I never really noticed how large these big black fences were; I felt suddenly like they were imprisoning me, it felt like the right time to talk to Jeffery about how I was feeling.
“Jeffery, we need to talk.”
Jeffery laughed, I did not find this very amusing since I wanted to get down to business and I think he knew that because he suddenly shut up.
“Alright Payton, what would you like to talk about, I mean you are with Brian again today so you can just wait and talk to him.”
“No.” I said cutting him off and stopping in my tracks.
“I want to talk to you, now listen. Around here lately I have been wondering why I am here, my parents said that it was a great opportunity and that I should defiantly come here because it is better for me and I will feel and be a lot healthier when I get home but I believe that they were just telling me that because they wanted to go off on a nice trip and get me out of the house.”
Jeffery tried to talk but I talked right over him, I was finally getting my words in and it felt good, I was not going to let anyone stop me until I was done with what I wanted to talk about.
“So listen, I want you to tell me why they put my here and what I am doing, I want to leave and I want to go home, work in the diner and not have to have you follow me around all of the time. I am an adult I can be on my own.”
Raising my voice felt good, it was one of the first times here I did not just listen to what everyone else said. Looking at Jeffery’s face he seemed really uptight and he was blushing a little bit, he could not keep his eyes on me. I wonder if I embarrassed him, he still would not give me an answer and I felt a little bad for yelling at him so I decided to sit back and wait a while.
We walked in silence to Brian’s and I noticed that Jeffery always stayed a step behind me I tried to walk next to him but he would never walk right next to me. I guess I scared him.
Jeffery opened the door to Brian’s and in the second before the door shut I heard him on the phone talking to someone quickly and quietly.
Redirecting my attention I said hello to Brian and sat down on the couch, I was not here to just sit around and have a happy talk today, if Jeffery was not going to give me an answer well then Brian was.
