Letty arrived at the diner about ten 'til noon and changed into the blue and white dress Lindsay handed her. As hard as she tried, she simply couldn't dispose of the sadness that had overtaken her. To her customers, she was friendly and pleasant, but both Mia and Vince's voices echoed in her head all day long; he's miserable. Business finally died down about three o'clock, and she sat down at the bar, her head in her hands. "Girl," Lindsay said with concern, "You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah," she answered with a sigh, "I just got a lot of shit going on."
"You need an ear, I got you covered," Lindsay smiled. Before long, Letty had spilled out her whole story to Lindsay: everything about growing up in the Torretto house, about Tony's death, about loving Dom, about being with Dom, about the team, about the races. She left out the part about the heists; she wasn't sure how Lindsay would react to her being a criminal. When she was finished, Lindsay left the bar. She returned momentarily with a pen, a piece of paper, and a glass.
"Here ya go," she handed her the paper and the pen, "I want you to write him a letter letting him know you're okay. And here's some sweet tea. It'll make you feel better." She filled the glass with the amber tea and disappeared once again. What in the hell was she going to write to Dominic?
Hey Dom,
I know I left without saying goodbye, and I'm sorry. I want you to know that I'm okay. I'm sure you already know that I'm in Texas. It's actually pretty cool here. I ended up in a real small town, though. It's a lot different than L.A. More inviting, I guess. Found a couple friends. There's this really sweet girl named Lindsay that I work with, she reminds me a lot of Mia. Vince would really like her. I work at a diner, well actually, this is my first day. It doesn't seem so bad. It's really similar to the café, only it's not as hot. I miss you guys like crazy. Can you believe that my car is the only one that's not beige, white, or blue in this town? Okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but really, it sticks out like a sore thumb. Not that I mind, I love that car to death. Guess what! I rode a horse today. Yep, I rode a real live horse, reins and all. I couldn't believe it! So, how is everyone doing? Are you still racing? I know that you must have a million questions for me right now, but I can't answer them. I can't even answer my own questions right now. This is just something I had to do, Dom. I hope you can understand that. I love you so much.
Letty
She reached around to the back pocket of the dress and pulled my little picture out. What a motley little family we were! She looked at Dom; her eyes clouding as she gently ran her fingertip across his face. How Letty wished it could be simple for them! She wished her love had been enough for him, but it hadn't. She had never been enough for him, and he had never been enough for her. Closing her eyes against the pain, she laid her head down against her arm across the counter. Why did it have to be so damn difficult? She answered her own question cynically: 'cause love ain't that easy.