Chapter 3- Letter of the Past
"So Roxie, what's that hanging out there?"
Roxie saw the pointed finger at the parchment to her robe and looked like it was not of Velma's interest and looked out of the window.
"It's nothing of importance. Just something a girl gave me in New York last night. There's nothing."
"You got a letter?"
"Yes, is it illegal for me to have a letter?"
"No I didn't say that, .well.. did you read it yet?"
Roxie gave a giggle and looked at Velma standing before her as if she was insane. " No it's probably one of those Oh How I love! Your costumes are pretty -type letters. I never get anything that strikes my interest nowadays."
"Well I'll just . take this here" After that remark; Velma snatched the letter from Roxie's robe and began to unfold it slowly, just to build tension for herself and Roxie.
" What is the meaning of this? It's just a kid's letter. What importance is in it?" Beginning as stubborn as she is, Velma opened and read the letter silently, with her eyes widening as she scrolled down to the end. Roxie already impatience, held out her hand as if it was her turn to read the letter.
"Well.what did this kid write about? How beautiful my hair is and crap like that?" Taking a deep breath, Velma took her eyes off the letter and landed at Roxie's face.
"This .is for you." Velma replied.
"I think I already know that Velma. After all the girl did say 'this letter is for you'."
"This one's different." Replied Velma walking away to her seat and looking out the window to find her bus driver, from the outside, the bus driver gave a nervous smile from the illuminated headlights. Velma gave a smile in return and said,
"You're doing great Marvin!"
"Th..th.. Thank you Miss Kelly." Velma looked back at Roxie, still standing in the aisle and said
"Well kido, might as well read it here, this is probably the only free time you get to anyways." Roxie opened the letter slowly and began to head for a vacant seat on the bus.
~My Dear Roxie, March 1934
Hello. How's life in show business? It's great that you finally got what you wanted all this time. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you in anyway or afford getting you where you are today. I'm mighty happy. If you like to know, I'm not living in Chicago anymore. Ever since you've been touring and we went our separate ways, I thought that Maybe I should head for a new city for a new life. I've been having a wonderful time here. I met a very lovely and nice girl. Her name's Kathleen Norris. She's in show business too. Singing in jazz clubs and such. We've been married for six years and had two girls, Emily and Sarah. We're all happy and send our wishes to you. By the time you'll read this, you're probably wondering why I didn't give this to you in person. Honestly, I thought you didn't care to look at my face. Or maybe the thought of embarrassing you. Whatever the case, I'm mighty happy that you're a success. Much love and support.
Your Dear Friend, Amos
"So Roxie, what's that hanging out there?"
Roxie saw the pointed finger at the parchment to her robe and looked like it was not of Velma's interest and looked out of the window.
"It's nothing of importance. Just something a girl gave me in New York last night. There's nothing."
"You got a letter?"
"Yes, is it illegal for me to have a letter?"
"No I didn't say that, .well.. did you read it yet?"
Roxie gave a giggle and looked at Velma standing before her as if she was insane. " No it's probably one of those Oh How I love! Your costumes are pretty -type letters. I never get anything that strikes my interest nowadays."
"Well I'll just . take this here" After that remark; Velma snatched the letter from Roxie's robe and began to unfold it slowly, just to build tension for herself and Roxie.
" What is the meaning of this? It's just a kid's letter. What importance is in it?" Beginning as stubborn as she is, Velma opened and read the letter silently, with her eyes widening as she scrolled down to the end. Roxie already impatience, held out her hand as if it was her turn to read the letter.
"Well.what did this kid write about? How beautiful my hair is and crap like that?" Taking a deep breath, Velma took her eyes off the letter and landed at Roxie's face.
"This .is for you." Velma replied.
"I think I already know that Velma. After all the girl did say 'this letter is for you'."
"This one's different." Replied Velma walking away to her seat and looking out the window to find her bus driver, from the outside, the bus driver gave a nervous smile from the illuminated headlights. Velma gave a smile in return and said,
"You're doing great Marvin!"
"Th..th.. Thank you Miss Kelly." Velma looked back at Roxie, still standing in the aisle and said
"Well kido, might as well read it here, this is probably the only free time you get to anyways." Roxie opened the letter slowly and began to head for a vacant seat on the bus.
~My Dear Roxie, March 1934
Hello. How's life in show business? It's great that you finally got what you wanted all this time. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you in anyway or afford getting you where you are today. I'm mighty happy. If you like to know, I'm not living in Chicago anymore. Ever since you've been touring and we went our separate ways, I thought that Maybe I should head for a new city for a new life. I've been having a wonderful time here. I met a very lovely and nice girl. Her name's Kathleen Norris. She's in show business too. Singing in jazz clubs and such. We've been married for six years and had two girls, Emily and Sarah. We're all happy and send our wishes to you. By the time you'll read this, you're probably wondering why I didn't give this to you in person. Honestly, I thought you didn't care to look at my face. Or maybe the thought of embarrassing you. Whatever the case, I'm mighty happy that you're a success. Much love and support.
Your Dear Friend, Amos