Sequel to Dear Nick. This story continues where Dear Nick left off, in the epilogue. If you haven't read Dear Nick, read it to see how they began. Their love is deep & pure, having been perfect since they finally got on the same page. Now, their per...
I couldn't speak, when I saw the letter from Nick. Luckily, Tracy sensed I needed a minute to compose myself & she went to get Evan & took him to his room. She knew I didn't want him to see me crying. I sat down on the sofa, staring down at the letter in my hand. I was afraid to open it, but at the same time, I couldn't wait to open it. What if he was writing to tell me he had been moved to a different location, before the bombing? Or that he was getting on a plane & coming home early?
I clicked my tongue at the absurdity of the thoughts in my head. He wouldn't have taken a week to get home & if he had moved, he surely would have let me know he was alive. I don't know why I was still trying to hold on to this sliver of hope that Nick was alive. It wasn't healthy. It wasn't reality. I shook my head, then took in a deep breath. I closed my eyes & tried to think of happy thoughts before I read this letter. This letter that was the last words Nick will ever say to me. There was something so final about it, that I started to cry as soon as I gently tore open the envelope.
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I pulled out the letter & sat with it, on my lap, for several minutes, while I stared straight ahead. I didn't know what to expect, exactly, because Nick's letters were all so different. Sometimes, they were him ranting. Sometimes they were him being thoughtful & romantic. Sometimes, they were him being funny or cute.
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It was almost as if the letter was burning my hands, because I could feel it so well, the softness of the paper, with the grooves where Nick's last words left their impressions on the paper. I looked down & took one more deep breath before I started to read.
Dear Demi,
I can't even tell you how excited I am that I'm coming home, in a few days. I knew it was going to be hard to be gone for so long & I knew I would miss you like crazy, but I had no idea it was going to be THIS hard. Maybe it's because I'm away from Evan, too. I don't know, but I know that I miss you both so much, you're all I can think about.
I know this is a great opportunity, that they asked me to stay, to be a part of this historic event, but I can't help but feel like I should have said no so I could come home to you & Evan sooner. I can't stop thinking about coming home, now. But this will be a good thing, this event that the presidents are speaking at. It's one step closer to peace, which is what I'm doing this for. A peaceful world for our son to live in.
