Author: 3.14 (pi)
Summary: Joan turns to an old friend after the death of someone close to
her.
Spoilers: none really, this is a somewhat AU future fic with little
reference to current goings on.
Reviews: please, I don't normally write so any criticism is appreciated.
Authors notes: I've got a couple more chapters on paper, but I'll only type
them up if people have an interest in reading them, or if someone wants to
beta them for me (my writing is out of practice and might need some help,
besides I wrote this at like 3 am). Thanks for reading this far, now on to
the story:
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Jan 11, 2016 Dear Adam,
I don't know what made me pick up this pen and write your name at the top of the page, I meant to write a letter to Grace Polk. You guys still keep in touch right, I never asked her, but both of you still live in Arcadia so I assume you talk. A lot has happened since I saw you last, that's kinda why I was writing Grace. See, there was this new stem cell thing being done to help paraplegics, and Kev insisted on getting the procedure. He wanted to walk, to run, to feel. The procedure went fine at first, then something went wrong. The doctors explained it a million times, but I still don't understand, something went wrong is all I know. He lapsed into a coma, bad reaction to the anaesthetic or something. Kevin didn't wake up and he never will - he's dead, he died. On the upside, the procedure worked, he showed no signs of paralysis before he died, guess the procedure should go well for everyone else - just not my brother.
People wonder why I'm so mad at God, they think I'm crazy cause I call Him a snippy bastard. I ask Him to fix my brothers legs, and He does, but He never lets Kev use them, instead He takes him away from a wife and two kids who need their dad. Samantha's only 5 and Alexander's 7 and just learning to play sports like his dad.
Luke and I are doing our best to help his family, and Dad's taking it really hard. I think Kevin was always his favorite - the normal one. Now all he's got is the Rocket Boy and the subdefective. I wish I knew how to make everyone feel better, but cheery jokes and sage advice was always Kev's department. Me and Luke are really gonna miss him - now who'll help Luke find a proper woman? It took him forever to get over his thing for Grace (he called it a thing, I called it mad, mad love) and now he's started dating this science nerd. She's totally wrong for him - too much science in his life already. She totally reminds me of Glynis, from AP chem, remember how stupid Glynis was for my brother? I miss those high school days. At the time I thought life sucked, what with adjusting to Kevin's accident and moving and all. I should have enjoyed what I had - I never thought I would loose it all.
Sorry for going on and on, but you always understood, and you were always there for me when I was hurting (unless I was hurting cause you weren't there). I miss Kev. I miss him a lot. And it got me thinking about other people I miss. my mom, my dad who I almost never talk to since mom's been gone, and you. Some things I can't fix, but others I can at least try.
Why didn't we keep in touch after high school, was what happened between us really bad enough to ruin a friendship over? I always thought we were great friends, but sometimes it seemed like you didn't think so. Like you thought something was missing (and I'm not talking about romance). More like you thought I didn't trust you. I did, I still do. You were my best friend, and I still think of you that way even now. I know you went to New York to pursue your art, but I lost track of you after that, all I know is you're back in Arcadia now, I never asked Grace about you - didn't want her feeling caught in the middle and getting pissed at us both.
Anyway, thanks for reading, just writing to you has made me feel better, the way talking to you used to. Please write back, I really do miss you.
Love
Joan Girardi (P.S. yeah it's still Girardi, I never did find the right guy)
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Jan 11, 2016 Dear Adam,
I don't know what made me pick up this pen and write your name at the top of the page, I meant to write a letter to Grace Polk. You guys still keep in touch right, I never asked her, but both of you still live in Arcadia so I assume you talk. A lot has happened since I saw you last, that's kinda why I was writing Grace. See, there was this new stem cell thing being done to help paraplegics, and Kev insisted on getting the procedure. He wanted to walk, to run, to feel. The procedure went fine at first, then something went wrong. The doctors explained it a million times, but I still don't understand, something went wrong is all I know. He lapsed into a coma, bad reaction to the anaesthetic or something. Kevin didn't wake up and he never will - he's dead, he died. On the upside, the procedure worked, he showed no signs of paralysis before he died, guess the procedure should go well for everyone else - just not my brother.
People wonder why I'm so mad at God, they think I'm crazy cause I call Him a snippy bastard. I ask Him to fix my brothers legs, and He does, but He never lets Kev use them, instead He takes him away from a wife and two kids who need their dad. Samantha's only 5 and Alexander's 7 and just learning to play sports like his dad.
Luke and I are doing our best to help his family, and Dad's taking it really hard. I think Kevin was always his favorite - the normal one. Now all he's got is the Rocket Boy and the subdefective. I wish I knew how to make everyone feel better, but cheery jokes and sage advice was always Kev's department. Me and Luke are really gonna miss him - now who'll help Luke find a proper woman? It took him forever to get over his thing for Grace (he called it a thing, I called it mad, mad love) and now he's started dating this science nerd. She's totally wrong for him - too much science in his life already. She totally reminds me of Glynis, from AP chem, remember how stupid Glynis was for my brother? I miss those high school days. At the time I thought life sucked, what with adjusting to Kevin's accident and moving and all. I should have enjoyed what I had - I never thought I would loose it all.
Sorry for going on and on, but you always understood, and you were always there for me when I was hurting (unless I was hurting cause you weren't there). I miss Kev. I miss him a lot. And it got me thinking about other people I miss. my mom, my dad who I almost never talk to since mom's been gone, and you. Some things I can't fix, but others I can at least try.
Why didn't we keep in touch after high school, was what happened between us really bad enough to ruin a friendship over? I always thought we were great friends, but sometimes it seemed like you didn't think so. Like you thought something was missing (and I'm not talking about romance). More like you thought I didn't trust you. I did, I still do. You were my best friend, and I still think of you that way even now. I know you went to New York to pursue your art, but I lost track of you after that, all I know is you're back in Arcadia now, I never asked Grace about you - didn't want her feeling caught in the middle and getting pissed at us both.
Anyway, thanks for reading, just writing to you has made me feel better, the way talking to you used to. Please write back, I really do miss you.
Love
Joan Girardi (P.S. yeah it's still Girardi, I never did find the right guy)
