Forget me never...

Letter 39

My dear Candy,

How are you? I hope that you are fine. I don't know where to write to you, so I am trying Pony House, because even if you don't live there, I am sure that your two mothers will keep this letter for you.

My mourning period has reached an end and I am back in America. I was gone to England to pay a visit to my father and spend some time with him. Our relationship was much better, to my great surprise, maybe I have grown up and mellowed with age? Or maybe a certain lady with freckles knew how to convince my father to let me follow my dream? You never told me that! I recognise you there. You are not the kind to boast about your good actions. I've always wondered why my father had never come to get me in New York. I thought that he didn't care about me at all or about what happened to me, but no, it was thanks to you! My lady Freckles!!! You're really incredible. You reconciled me with my mother and made my relationship with my father better! If I hadn't been persuaded already that you were made for me, now I would know.

You have never answered my last letters, those that I sent after our second breakup. You were decided not to contact me and the picture of your wedding with Albert completely finished me. But I couldn't hate you, because I love you more than my own life. So I did what you wanted me to do, I married Susanna and I took care of her until her last breath. I did my duty, Candy, and I admit that I feel relieved and free to try to start over with you. I have also learned from a faithful source, that you are not with Albert, and for some years already. I would also like to thank you for your kind letter of condolences and I am sorry for the general answer, I didn't know at the time that you were separated from your husband. Otherwise, I would have written you a personal word and I would have asked you to wait for my mourning period to be over so that we could start our correspondence again. So I'm daring to write you this letter. You told me in your breaking up letter that you still loved me. Is it still the case? Because I love you still, nothing has changed for me, Candy.

Your Romeo,

Terry