Forget me never...

Letter 54

My dear Patricia,

I'm writing to you as I am preparing myself to go to New York for the Premiere of "Hamlet: the Prince of Denmark" starring Terrence Grandchester and his mother Eleonor Baker. I'm very eager to see Terry again on stage. You know that I never finished the representation of «Romeo and Juliet» so many years ago. During the intermission, I learned that Susanna was at the hospital and that she wanted to force Terry to be with her. So I had to speak with her, I wanted to tell her that she couldn't do that... But when I realised that she had lost her leg saving Terry's life and that she loved him as much as I loved him, if not more, I couldn't tell her that if she took Terry from me, I would die inside... You know the rest. I only hope that this theatre will not revive these bad souvenirs and I am not even talking about the Reagans who had tried to make my life more difficult by ripping my ticket... And to see the great Eleonor Baker on stage with her son, that will surely be wonderful.

I'm going to New York with Annie, Archie and little Alistair. It's Anthony-William who asked his grandmother for a favor. He misses his friend too much, so Annie and Archie are also invited! You know, I always wondered what would have happened if you had all come with me to New York... It was also the last time that I saw Alistair; he accompanied me to the train station. I could see that he wanted to tell me something, but he didn't say anything. If only he had warned me! So, excuse me to revive old wounds, but this trip to New York is making me think about everything that happened over 10 years ago...

I will use this trip to New York to speak with Terry. That stubborn mind has still not answered my letter! I'm starting to wonder if he even read it. But he will not have the choice to talk to me if I stand in front of him. We have a son together, for him, we have the duty to try and make things better. Wish me good luck, I will need it. I at least know that I have the support of his mother and of my son. It gives me courage.

And you, how is the young bride? Have you started vomiting? I didn't know you were a little hussy like that! The pleasures of the flesh have made you less timid. You made me laugh in your last letter. Enjoy your man, my pretty one and be happy.

My compliments to your husband.

Love,

Your friend,

Candy