Chap32 smiles by bedtime
This is the second last chapter but like I said there will be a sequel. Once again thank you for the reviews please, please keep them coming I can't stress enough how much they help. Just to let you know the underlined bold text in the letter indicates scoring out.
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Jason stared at the blank piece of paper before him trying to drag the words from his head onto the piece of paper sitting before him this was proving a lot harder to do than he would have thought as he wasn't really too sure what it was he wanted to say.
Part of him wondered if this would be easier face to face. He knew it more than likely would be but he didn't want to see him mother so this was the only way he had. She had never approved of anything he had done in his life and he had no guarantee or hope that this would be any different. He didn't really know why he was even bothering to tell her this perhaps it was because he deep down hoped that she would show even a smidgen of pride in him. He was her son for Christ sake he wasn't asking too much was he, he thought bitterly as he stared at the still blank paper just waiting to be filled with words.
He sighed and picked up his pen and began to write. It took him an hour to produce the final piece. He couldn't be bothered reading over it that was the final draft and he was sticking to it.
Dear mom and dad,
I know it's been a while since I've made any type of contact but then again I might point out that you haven't exactly made much effort on contacting me either.
Anyway that's not why I'm writing this. I'm not really very good at writing letters but then you know that so I'll just get on with it.
I'm writing this to tell you that I finally took both yours and well I'm not sure how approving you will be of this and in truth I am not too concerned about Sands advice and have made some kind of plan towards my future. It was never my intention to waste the rest of my life as you seemed so certain was my life ambition. I took the time I did because I really didn't know what I wanted to do with the rest of my life and I did not wish to make any rash choices that I was not happy with simply to please you.
I am happy wit the choice that I have made. I guess now I had best tell you what it is I have decided to do with the rest of my life. Believe it or not I have been accepted into a college course studying arts and design. I am not sure what career path I plan to take from it but it opens up a lot of avenues and I will be advised what career path to take as the course progresses.
I hope you can be happy with my choice but at the end of the day it doesn't matter if you're not because I'm happy about it and I can't wait to start.
Anyway that was pretty much all I wanted to say.
Love, from…love
Jason.
He had always been a lover of arts and crafts. Sands had always gently teased him about his love for the structure of buildings and for the number of little sketches he drew on bits of paper or school desks. Even his appearance had a kind of arty creative aura to it. He had a kind of arty scruffy look that seriously turned Sands on without him actually having to say or do anything.
He had never thought about making a career out of this until Sands had suggested it to him.
Sands watched in mild amusement as Jason sketched on a scrap piece of paper by the bed. "Here's a wild idea for you Jas," Sands said to him.
"And what might that be?" Jason asked looking up from the Celtic design he had been sketching
"Why not put all those little drawings you do to use you know all that doing a job you enjoy thing?" Sands asked him.
"Come on Sands there's no way the shit I draw could get me a job," he said shaking his head.
"You don't know that," he stated.
Jason sighed when it became apparent Sands wasn't going to let the issue drop. He gave it a shot and could hardly believe it when the letter came through the door offering him a place on the course.
"Told you didn't I?" Sands said with a gentle smirk when he read the letter.
"Yes you did," Jason breathed leaning in to kiss him.
"The miserable have no other medicine but only hope," Jason muttered to himself when he thought of both his and Sand's lives. They had both been put in not very good situations but seemed now things were finally starting to work out for them.
The only thing that was scaring him was how he was finally beginning to see that perhaps Sands was right in what he said about our dear friend William Shakespeare knowing what he was talking about. He found thanks to Sands he had read a number of his works and found himself quoting from them on a fairly regular basis.
He wondered what his mother would think of his expanding taste in reading materials. He guessed that she more than likely wouldn't believe him and quite frankly my dear I don't give a damn he thought to himself.
A/N:
"The miserable have no other medicine but only hope," Is from Shakespeare's Measure for Measure (play I studied for my higher English)
there is also another famous quote in here spot it and tell me what it's from and I'll give you cookies.
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