Forget me never...

Letter 25

My dear Candy,

It was a great pleasure to receive your letter. I was really very busy these last days. I have a class that is a bit bigger this year. And there were changes in the teaching curriculum and we had to recycle ourselves. But I am very eager to teach this year.

My grand-mother Martha is getting older and she always keeps me company. She had a newspaper clipping the other day in which there was an article on the show business page which said that Terrence Grandchester, King of Broadway, had lost his wife Susanna Marlowe. Candy! You know what that means, no? Terry is free!!!! Don't lose any time! Look at me with Alistair, we were so careful, that I don't even have the souvenir of a kiss from him. Sometimes I have wondered if he really loved me. Maybe he was only a correct gentleman. You did tell me that Terry had kissed you in Scotland, no?! If you knew how I envied you!!! He told you he had sincere feelings for you and what did you do, you slapped him!!! I laugh each time that I think about it! You are really full of surprises, Candy! A real lady only kisses her husband, after the wedding. You followed that to the letter without knowing. You are surely telling yourself that your behaviour after that had nothing of a lady. Me I'm saying that you followed your heart, since you had broken up, you wanted to live to the full what offered fate in Terry. What had to happen happened, but don't blame yourself, Candy. You are the kindest person that I know, you deserve to be happy. You remained far from Terry and you even hid from him the fact that you had his child. You spend your time doing good around you. You have punished yourself enough as it is. Destiny is offering you another chance with Terry. If you don't want to do it for you, do it for Anthony-William, he needs his daddy. Life is nothing, Candy, it can end in an instant. I never had the chance with Alistair because of his sense of duty and this stupid great war. I beg you, if you have the chance to be with Terry, take it.

I have met a man at work. An intellectual, like me and he also wears glasses. He reminds me a bit of Alistair. He is a professor of Physics and he really likes to repair things and invent them. For me, it is Alistair who has sent him from above so that I wouldn't be alone. It doesn't mean that I will rush into it either, I will act like a lady, even if the stories I hear from certain celibate colleagues make the hair rise on my head. Will I ever evolve someday and become like everybody? I take things slowly. I also want to raise a family and be there for my children. My parents never were there for me, without my grand-mother Martha, I would never have known the love of a parent. His name is Jacques and his father is French. I can't wait to introduce him to you.

Annie told me that she had her hair cut. I feel like doing it too, not you? I am waiting for her to send me her picture. Otherwise, I will come to spend the Holidays in Chicago and I will see her new haircut with my own eyes. She is also expecting a third child!!! I am late!! I will have to marry quickly to catch up with the both of you! I would like our children to be inseparable, just like we were, us three.

Think about you Candy. There is only one life to live and it is this one !

Patty