Author: 3.14 (pi)
Summary: Joan turns to an old friend after the death of someone close to
her.
Spoilers: none really (only small references), this is a somewhat AU future fic with little reference to current goings on. This was almost all written before State of Grace, so no references past there.
Disclaimer: Duh, none of the stuff you recognise is mine – it belongs to CBS, Hall, et al. Anyone you don't recognise is a product of my so called imagination.
Reviews: please, I don't normally write, so any criticism is appreciated. If you have any suggestions to improve this chapter - tell me.
Authors notes: Sorry it took so long to post this, I have 6 chapters on paper, but I type slowly and only get to use the computer on weekends. It may be even longer till I can post more, school is picking up so I have less time to type stuff not class related. Also, sorry bout the formatting or lack thereof. Hope you enjoy this chapter, from now on it's an entirely different style. Thanks for reading this far, now on to the story:
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Grace Polk walked to the curb to check her mail. A surprising number of people stuck to the old ways of doing things (like writing letters) and life sure wasn't like on that ancient cartoon The Jetsons. Everything was pretty much the same as it had ever been. Grace couldn't even remember the last time she'd seen a flying car. The old ways worked fine, so why change.
As she stuck her hand into the mailbox, Grace was shocked at the amount of mail inside. Upon closer inspection it was mostly junk, but she did have two letters from her best friends. Adam and Joan, her closest friends and the biggest pains in her butt. The two had been in love since like, forever. The only problem was neither of them could admit it, and after some big fight at a party after high school grad, the two didn't talk anymore. Neither one ever wanted to talk about what happened, and now they act like they've forgotten, about the fight, about each other, whatever. Grace tries her best not to dwell on the problems between them. She has enough trouble keeping up with their individual lives.
Grace shivers as she heads back inside, mail clutched in one hand. Although it's sunny, it's still January in Maryland. As she sits down to open the letters from her friends, Grace notices that Adam's letter has an older postmark. Must have gotten lost in the mail - so much for the reliability of the old fashioned system. Grace decided to read it first, it was at least a week older after all.
When she was through reading both letters, Grace thought she might pass out from shock. Her friends had actually spoken to each other, well not spoken so much as written, but still. They were communicating, and that was a good thing, even if they tried to get her involved in it all. Grace loved her friends and wanted to see them happy, and if that meant she had to deal with their complicated relationship, then so be it.
One thing in Joan's letter caught her eye, and Grace went in search of her old address book. There was an old 'friend' she'd been meaning to call. Joan was right, there was something between Grace and Luke, and from what Joan had told her over the past month Grace doubted his current girlfriend was any good for him. Besides, Adam was right – Grace owed him years of back meddling, and if she were going to pay up she'd need Geek Boy in on it with her.
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I'll try to get some more chapters typed as fast as I can and in the meantime I can start to write Ch. 7 on paper - anyone got any ideas on where this should go? Seriously, I totally lost my train of thought as to where this was going so e-mail any ideas to lemonlymandotcom@hotmail.com thanx.
Spoilers: none really (only small references), this is a somewhat AU future fic with little reference to current goings on. This was almost all written before State of Grace, so no references past there.
Disclaimer: Duh, none of the stuff you recognise is mine – it belongs to CBS, Hall, et al. Anyone you don't recognise is a product of my so called imagination.
Reviews: please, I don't normally write, so any criticism is appreciated. If you have any suggestions to improve this chapter - tell me.
Authors notes: Sorry it took so long to post this, I have 6 chapters on paper, but I type slowly and only get to use the computer on weekends. It may be even longer till I can post more, school is picking up so I have less time to type stuff not class related. Also, sorry bout the formatting or lack thereof. Hope you enjoy this chapter, from now on it's an entirely different style. Thanks for reading this far, now on to the story:
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Grace Polk walked to the curb to check her mail. A surprising number of people stuck to the old ways of doing things (like writing letters) and life sure wasn't like on that ancient cartoon The Jetsons. Everything was pretty much the same as it had ever been. Grace couldn't even remember the last time she'd seen a flying car. The old ways worked fine, so why change.
As she stuck her hand into the mailbox, Grace was shocked at the amount of mail inside. Upon closer inspection it was mostly junk, but she did have two letters from her best friends. Adam and Joan, her closest friends and the biggest pains in her butt. The two had been in love since like, forever. The only problem was neither of them could admit it, and after some big fight at a party after high school grad, the two didn't talk anymore. Neither one ever wanted to talk about what happened, and now they act like they've forgotten, about the fight, about each other, whatever. Grace tries her best not to dwell on the problems between them. She has enough trouble keeping up with their individual lives.
Grace shivers as she heads back inside, mail clutched in one hand. Although it's sunny, it's still January in Maryland. As she sits down to open the letters from her friends, Grace notices that Adam's letter has an older postmark. Must have gotten lost in the mail - so much for the reliability of the old fashioned system. Grace decided to read it first, it was at least a week older after all.
When she was through reading both letters, Grace thought she might pass out from shock. Her friends had actually spoken to each other, well not spoken so much as written, but still. They were communicating, and that was a good thing, even if they tried to get her involved in it all. Grace loved her friends and wanted to see them happy, and if that meant she had to deal with their complicated relationship, then so be it.
One thing in Joan's letter caught her eye, and Grace went in search of her old address book. There was an old 'friend' she'd been meaning to call. Joan was right, there was something between Grace and Luke, and from what Joan had told her over the past month Grace doubted his current girlfriend was any good for him. Besides, Adam was right – Grace owed him years of back meddling, and if she were going to pay up she'd need Geek Boy in on it with her.
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I'll try to get some more chapters typed as fast as I can and in the meantime I can start to write Ch. 7 on paper - anyone got any ideas on where this should go? Seriously, I totally lost my train of thought as to where this was going so e-mail any ideas to lemonlymandotcom@hotmail.com thanx.