Disclaimer: As before
Disclaimer: As before
Author's Note: There, another chapter for you within a month of the last one – it must be a miracle! This is a short chapter by the way, but that's the nature of this particular letter. The next one will be much longer.
Just to say, I haven't forgotten about Pushing Charts and Back to the Beginning, but I can't get my head around them at all at the moment. I've come to an absolute brick wall on Pushing Charts and I am chipping away at a new chapter of Back to the Beginning but as always, time is my greatest enemy, so please bear with me. And if the lack of updates are driving you crazy, then bug me about it; I respond well to guilt trips! By the way, if anyone has any ideas that might kick start my inspiration on Pushing Charts, then please let me know. Your help would be appreciated.
Chicago
23rd August 2007
Dear Ray
Okay, this is only going to be a quick note because as from Saturday, we're going to have all the time in the world to talk for the next two weeks, so I'll try not to ramble on for too long now.
The main reason I'm writing is to reassure you that I'm not mad that you told Pratt about us. I completely understand the overwhelming desire to shout this from the rooftops, believe me, so don't worry about it at all. And you have just as much right to tell him as I do, he's your friend as much, if not more, than mine. I know I thought because of Michael I should discuss it with him, but I feel that you and I have come on since then and my guilt over Michael is… receding.
Anyway, I have spoken to him about it now, and you're right, he's really pleased for us. He said that he thought that's what Michael would have wanted, for me to be happy with someone who loved and cherished me like I deserved (his words, not mine – I happen to think you love and cherish me far more than I deserve) and that's you, so. After I spoke to Pratt, I told Morris as well. It didn't seem fair that one of them knew and the other didn't. He was typically overexcited and had to be threatened with pain/death to keep him quiet, but he thought it was great news too. He's going to call you, if he hasn't already.
I haven't told Abby, or anyone else for that matter, that I'm coming to see you. Everyone apart from Morris and Pratt thinks I'm going to London, although I think Dubenko probably suspects otherwise. Abby is still rather wrapped up in herself, she doesn't seem quite right even though Luka's back so I don't think it the drinking has stopped yet. I feel bad leaving her like this, but at the same time, until she asks for help, I know there's nothing I can do. That's the way it works.
I'm not going to ask any more about you and Brett and what you're planning. I really don't want to know. I'm just going to cross my fingers and hope for the best!
Right, that'll do for now. I'm looking forward so so SO much to seeing you on Saturday, the day after tomorrow. I can't wait to go for a drive with you, go to the park with you, just to be with you. I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep with the excitement between now and then.
Until then,
Neela xxx