All My Life

Chapter 15

Don held his hand out to his wife when he could tell how worked up she was. "Baby, come here."

"This letter." Meryl cried. "It says it's from Di."

Don was already pissed off that someone would do this to her; pretend to be her late best friend especially after everything they had gone through with Tom, Charlotte and Charlie. "Can I read it, baby?"

"Yeah." Meryl whispered as she gave him the letter. "It's addressed to both of us."

Don looked at the envelope. "Where did you get it, Darl?"

"It was in our mailbox." Meryl choked. "Ross said nothing was dropped off at the front desk for us."

Don looked at the envelope and then took the letter out. "There's no return address; but postmarked in Manhattan. I'm going to read it now, baby."

Dear Don and Meryl,

Meryl, you have always ben my sister. Don, whenever you married my sister you becam a brother to me. Thank you both for loving my chilren the way you both do. I'm scarred for them. I'm scared for Tom. That woman is going to destroy the family we worked so heard to build. I was so glad they spent the passed week with you and your family. Pleas watch over them. Make sure they are all okay until I know what to do. I'll explain more when I can be seen. Do NOT let Rebecca around them. I know I can cont on the two of you.

Love,
Di

"Don." Meryl shook her head."It can't be her. I mean, look at all the misspelled words. Di graduated Magna Cum Laude from VASSAR! She wouldn't misspell words like that, she just wouldn't."

Don shook his head as he wiped her tears away. "Baby, we saw her body in the casket. This isn't Di. This is that bitch Rebecca fucking with you and I am NOT going to stand for it. I mean how fucking sick can she be?"

"Why, Don?" Meryl shook her head. "Making me think my sister and best friend is alive? That our godchildren are in danger?"

Don sighed. Just as things were starting to calm down then this happened. He wasn't sure exactly what to think; but he did know that he didn't want his wife and their babies to stay in the apartment. "We're calling Tom; it has to be Rebecca, and if it is she is fucking psychotic. She is probably trying to pay you back for making Tom see what she is really like; and if that is the fucking case? Then she better be prepared to deal with me."

"I'm scared, Don." Meryl choked. "Do you think the kids are really in danger?"

Don shook his head. "No; I think she is just trying to scare you. The only person who would have, or could have, written this is Rebecca. She is just trying to scare you; and it ends now."

"What are you doing?" Meryl asked as she saw him get on his phone. "Hotels?"

Don nodded as he made a reservation. "I don't want you and the babies to stay here right now; not with her knowing where we live. I'm making a reservation."

"Without you?" Meryl cried. "Don, you can't...."

Don sat his phone down as he grabbed her chin in his hand and kissed her lips over and over. "I am NOT leaving you two alone. I want us out of here for a few days. I want you to rest. We will get room service. I'm getting us a suite. You're going to sleep. We're escaping for a little bit; just you and me and our babies. What do you say?"

"I say I love you, Don Gummer." Meryl smiled at him tenderly.

Don wiped away her tears before returning back to his phone and finishing the reservation; hoping she didn't see where he was making the reservation for. "I love you, my girl; so much, and I am so tired of people fucking with you."