katydid13: Really? Thank you so much
rejazzz: Fast friends indeed! I promise you will laugh here.
Brown eyed Girl 75: Sure it's never happened to him (rolls eyes). You will be laughing a hell of a lot more here. Gary's letters are not so heartwarming here, it shows more of his personality here.
A/N: This chapter contains a series of letter between Vivianne and her brother, Gary, and a surprise letter at the end. Gary's grammar is not perfect, just so you know, it's meant to be that way. I hope you enjoy
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There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore. The young men like their money and they all come back for more. But soon you're knocking on, and you look older than you should. For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood
The Chemical Worker's Song- Great Big Sea
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Viv,
Are you fucking nuts? Just last week you were practically fuming with insults for this guy! I don't get it, last week you wanted to kill him and now it's like you need a drool bib! What the hell? You told me he was an arrogant jackass, and now you think he's different? What about that other guy you was telling me about? Jim something or other, wasn't it? You like him enough, don't you? Why don't you go after him instead? This Jack guy ain't gonna do nothin' to ya but break you's heart.
Marcie's doing okay... she can't wait for this last baby to be born, she says she's tired of looking like she's carrying a basketball between her knees. Oh yeah, I didn't tell you, she's going on eight months. Yeah, she don't look it. Bane says the doc told 'em she carries tiny, that's why she don't look so big. Won't tell Bane if it's a boy or a girl yet, says she wants him to be surprised.
Me and Bane, we quit working for Francis. More like he layed us off, actually. Is nothing good can come of it. Poor guy is going under. Is not getting much in the ways of fish, but meatballs is cheap. Most of the stuff there now's tomato sauce and meatballs, sometimes potatoes is good too, but we's fisherman, can't do much like with that now. Now we're working in some of the off-shore oil rigs. Bane's got hisself a nice job on there too. Pay's good, and we's still home every night. Only thing is stinks to holy hell out there, but... could be worse. Is a couple of times we's had to go and shovel in the tar pits. Fucking disgusting mess that was. Bane reckons I looks like I's 34 now, nope, still 25.
Mom's getting better with it, case you was wondering. She at least sits with me in the living room after I gets outta the shower. She says she's not so mad at you now, so I guess that's a start. Still no point in trying to come back yet, she might bite you's head off. Says it's 'the change'. Don't really know what that is, but maybe you could tell me.
I gots myself a girl now too. Her name's Shayna. Nice enough girl. Kinda looks like that girl we used to know in high school. Blond, blue eyes, tall like a flagpole, big boobs? You remember her? Anyway, I's not so sure where that's going, I'm just glad I found someone who's not gonna run just cause I still gotta support Mom. She understand, she says, cause she had to do the same thing till her mom popped off from cancer. She said that, not me, I just wrote it down.
So anyway, just thought I's let you know what's going on with us now. Mom's yellin at the TV. She says she likes them trashy shows where them women don't know which one's the dad of the baby and testing a whole bunch'a guys and still don't know who it is. If she's yellin at the TV cause of it, can't see how she likes it. Oh well, she's weird enough, might as well let her have her TV to yell at if she wants.
Write soon,
Gary
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Gary,
Okay, considering that I can't afford a rain jacket and he offered to give me a ride home, even though I was less than a block away, and he was incredibly charming when he asked me. No, I didn't shag him once I got home. He lives in the same building, but what the hell would he want with me? I'm poor, he wouldn't want to be seen with me; I just work the damn snack bar, who would want me? DON'T say David Johns, if you do I'll come up there and smack you one. No, I will not go after Jim, he's my friend. I think he's the only real friend (besides you) that I've ever had. Besides, I think he might be gay...
Tell Marcie I say hold on. I want to know whether or not it's a boy or a girl. God, it'll break Bane's heart when he finds out, especially if it's a girl again. Hopefully the fates won't be so cruel, and give him that little boy he wants so badly. Oh, and when Mom mentions "the change", she means menopause. Remember when I started my period and I ended up bleeding all over the kitchen floor because I was completely unprepared for it? Menopause goes the other way. Mom won't be getting her period anymore, and she'll start getting hot flashes... but maybe she'll call them something else. Tropical moment? Pissed off mood? Air conditioner turned up so high you'll need three extra sweaters to keep warm. Oh yeah, ask her to make you another sweater, or buy one, they're not that expensive.
Anyway, meatballs? Blech... never know what's in those things. And why the hell would you tell a job on the oil rigs and in the tar pits? You'll be dead before you're 34, but by that point you might look like you're 60. Doesn't that song say that each time you're in the tar pits and shit like that you take two years off your life? Didn't that happen to Papa? Papa was 56 when he popped off, and Nana said he'd been in the mines and stuff since he was 18.
Nope, I don't remember Shayna... is she supposed to look like the girl you used to hang out with in high school? Wasn't her name Paige? Built like a flagpole, blonde hair? Lotsa girls fit that description, buddy, and let me tell you, if I met this girl before, I was most likely NOT looking at her boobs. Much rather make sure my boobs were snug in my shirt instead of looking at someone else's. And girlfriend? HA! when was the last time you didn't nail and bail?
Write soon, ugly brother, and use a condom!
Viv
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Viv,
You can be a right nasty bitch when you wanna be, did you know that? Don't tell me all about that menopause shit, that's sick! Blech, don't wanna know about that. Yeah, the time you bled all over the floor, sickening! I dunno what she call em, hasn't called em nothing yet, not that I know.
Meatballs is good, don't be knocking them meatballs. Marcie makes em good, and Francis tries his damnedest. Speaking o' Marcie, she had a boy this past weekend! Bane can finally have his boy and quit telling me how much he wants a boy. They's calling the kid... damn it... Charlie I think. Yeah, Bane says 'is name is Charlie Albert Kearney. You know Kearney is Bane's last name so I don't gotta tell you that come from. Says seeing 'im born was the best thing in the world to see. I don't think so, think it's pretty gross.
I's always using a condom, sis, don't need to worry bout that. And I never nail and bail. I had a serious relationship... once. Was fun while it lasted. Other than that... nah. Bitchy comment though, what crawled up your ass? Wasn't that Jack character, was it?
Gary
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You're a right nasty bastard! Didn't I just you I ain't slept with him? And I ain't slept with Jimmy neither. Nothing crawled up my ass, besides I think I like it missionary, wasn't much for doggy style.
Tell Bane and Marcie congrats, and tell em I want some pictures. Those kids are as much my nieces and nephew as anything!
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Real nice letter you sent me last time there! Here's your damn pictures!
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You're a real wanker, Gary. Write me again when you're done sprinkling your bastards up and down the Newfoundland coast!
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Fuck you Viv!
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Not likely, Gary, that would be illegal!
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Dear Miss Hallet,
We are writing to you with a invitation to join us in Minnesota for the 1980 Olympic team tryouts. We are in need of your services from June through to February, from Minnesota to Lake Placid. If you are willing to accept this invitation, please respond by no later than April 16th.
Herb Brooks
Head Coach