Okay, new story genre. I thought I'd try writing an NCIS story since one has been rattling around in my head. Ahhhh, so much to do and so little time to do it in- I need an Abbey to clone me. But I haven't given up yet...
The intro will be short, but don't worry- it'll get longer.
Enjoy.
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Dear Jethro,
I hope that this letter finds you well.
And while I wish I could have come to you in person like I used too- I'm afraid that doing so is no longer an option since by the time this letter reaches you... I'll be dead. There's so much I want to say and just a short time to say it in, but Jethro, I'm sick.
I have been for a very long time now, with a rare genetic disorder. One that affects the mind as well as the body.
There is no known cure. Only a long time to spend in agony until my body finally gives up on me. And hopefully by the time that happens everything will have been arranged so that the 'package' that I've sent to you has finally reached you.
And don't worry- it isn't a dog or cat, I know how you can't really stand them.
No the 'package' is something more of a personal nature to us both though you don't know it yet. All I can say is, I'm sorry. For being so stupid as to keep her from you for the past eleven years. But I want you to understand that I didn't do it to be senselessly cruel.
I did it because I was afraid that if you knew about her and she became sick like me and died- it would destroy you.
After all, what parent wants that for their child?