Do to some unforseen circumstances I have been able to update in about a month. Thank you for sticking wth the story.

Later in the morning Mary has them working non-stop cleaning and sorting things at Memaws house. Mary seems to be coming up with ways to separate them deliberately. Having Amy sort clothes in a guest bedroom. Having Sheldon go through old documents he his grandfathers old office. Missy and Mary are running around the house trying to sift out the things that have value sentimental or real from the junk.

Amy finds an old hat box on the top shelf of the closet and pulls it down. Amy pulls off the lid expecting to find a church hat and is surprised that the box contains letters neatly stacked and rubber-banded. Amy curiosity is piqued the letters could be from anybody, love letters from Sheldon's grandfather or an old lover perhaps? Amy knows she shouldn't snoop but her curiosity out weighs her guilt and she pulls a stack out and is mildly disappointed to find they are all from Sheldon himself. The first letter is dated September 1st 1991, that would have been Sheldon's first year of college Amy muses as she reads the letter.

Dear Memaw,

Thank you for the box of cookies you sent, they were greatly appreciated. My first week of college is going well, I find my classes to be engaging if not a trifle easy. To answer your question from your letter I have not made any friends yet, but that is not my primary objective of coming here. I look forward to seeing you soon when you visit.

Yours truly

Moonpie

The rest of the letter is much in the same fashion just short snippets of his life and his studies. Amy finds one from around the time Leonard became his roommate.

I may have finally found a suitable roommate after my last one proved to be a spectacular disaster. This fellow past all my barriers with reasonable ease, and seems neat and quiet enough. His name is Leonard and he also works at the university with me so he is able and willing to drive me back and forth. To answer the question I am sure you are already formulating no, he is not your typical California hippie.

Amy laughs to herself, maybe Memaw is where he got his favorite term for a person who does not believe as he does. She is starting to get bored when and just starts thumbing through the letters. Amy happens upon one that is dated May 24 2010 the day she met him.

Something happened today that I am sure you will find interesting, I met a girl. Now don't get excited, I have not changed my stance on not having a desire to date or pair bond with a woman. Yet if I were to ever reverse my previous objections it might be with this particular female. Her name is Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler and she is a neuroscientist at UCLA, she is certainly one of the brightest people I have ever met.

Amy smiles as she reads it ans starts searching the letters for more mentions of herself. Several letters go by without her making an appearance, although sometimes he mentions things she knows they did together. Slowly she starts to be mentioned more and more and in greater detail.

Amy is conducting a study in her lab on addiction, and has trained a monkey how to smoke. I got to met the little guy and his while his manners were uncouth at best,it did nothing to change my opinions on the species as a whole.

In another letter he says.

I never went in much for the messy sciences like biology but Amy makes it seem most fascinating. Today she was over and we started talking about one of her studies she was conducting. It was such interesting subject matter that I lost track of time completely. I only meant to have her over for an hour or two while Leonard was out , but before I knew it Leonard was arriving back home and four hours had passed.

Amy reads through more feeling guilty yet exhilarated at the same time. All this time she was never sure if is family even knew about her and these letters are confirmation that Memaw at least, not only knew about her but was kept abreast of everything they did. Amy is starting to feel bad , these letter were never meant for her eyes she wrestles with her conscience then decides to pack the letters back onto the box. Just then she hears Sheldon walking up the stairs calling her name. Amy hastily stuffs the rest into box and one letter resists and falls beside her. It is dated almost two weeks ago, it is presumably the last communication that Sheldon had with her before she died. Amy hastily folds the letter and shoves it into her pocket before replacing the lid on the box and placing back into the closet.

"Amy, are you done it is time to get Leonard and Penny from the airport." she hears Sheldon call from outside the door

"Yeah I am done." she says as he opens the door. Amy feels her cheeks glowing red, she knows she must look guilty.

"Are you OK?" he asks concerned.

"Fine, I just got over heated, not used to this Texas heat like you are." Amy chuckles and the sound feels unnatural as it falls from her lips the letter in her pocket feel like it weighs a hundred pounds.

"I suppose that is true, even I must admit it is awfully stuffy in here. Now come on we have to get going, my mother said we can borrow Memaws car."

Amy sits behind the wheel of a flashy red Mustang convertible and it feels amazing. When Sheldon had told her that they would be driving his grandmothers car he had pictured an old persons car like a Buick or and Oldsmobile, or maybe even something like her Volvo at home. Certainly not a cherry red convertible, even though Sheldon refuses to let her put the top down.

"Your Memaw had great taste in cars." Amy beams over at him, and he smirks back over at her.

"Hardly, I told her red was the color most likely to be pulled over by police and I told her convertibles are just not safe but she refused to listen. I think her exact words were "Its my retirement , I will do what I please"

"Are you sure you don't want to put the top down?"

"Very,why risk decapitation more than you have too."

"Sheldon it is extremely unlikely that you will be decapitated."

"You don't know that, we could get behind a lumber truck and a rouge board could slice my head off, or a confused goose could fly right in here a cause us to veer off the freeway." He says looking straight ahead at the road and Amy just sighs. Amy tries to get a better feel for the scenery this time, the trip to his mothers house was such a blur the first time.

Sheldon was mostly silent during the ride, in his mind he was trying to assemble his thoughts for the eulogy he was to deliver tomorrow at the funeral. Sheldon kept what he knew about her close his heart. When he was younger he would sit on her lap and ask her about her likes and dislikes. Eager to chronicle everything about her, she was his favorite person in the world.

Sheldon remebers how her favorite flowers were hydrangea blossoms and how passionately she cultivated them in her garden, her favorite color was red, not just red but scarlet. Memaw had a fancy name for every color, things were not just blue, and yellow they were periwinkle and vermulean. Her love for the color red was evident in the gaudy spectacle Amy was now driving. How much she loved to cook and how that love showed through in each bite . All of that seemed hollow though, empty reminders of the woman that she was, how could he ever describe how much she meant to him and those around her by talking about blue posies, and red cars?

Then is mind wandered to meeting with Leonard again, he had not seen his best freind and roomate in almost a week. Sheldon had not even given him a warning that he was leaving. In fact it was a worried voice mail by Leonard wondering where he was.

That even prompted Sheldon to tell him what had happened. What if it had been Leonard who had been there when he recived the call? Would he be here withn him instead? No he thinks Leonard might have driven him to the airport but his loyalties to the university and to Penny woulkd have kept him in California until other arrangemnts could be made. He looks at Amy eternaly grateful for he presence in her his life. Amy had thought nothing about dropping everythng and coming out her to support him. Would he ever stop being indebted to this woman and her virtues? Thinking of Amy and virtue sets his mind reeling again. Would he tell Leonard all that had transpired between himself and Amy in the few short days they had been n Texas together? Sheldon things not, it is private he likes having this being only between himself and Amy for now.

Penny steps into the airport terminal with Leonard by her side, stlll a little in awe she is in Texas at all. She never met Sheldon's Memaw but she felt like she knew her after all Sheldon had told her about her, and she wanted pay her respects.

"You find Sheldon and Amy and I'll go claim our bags." Leonard tells her giving her a kiss on the cheek before he walks away.

Penny scans the terminal looking for her friends she sees them standing a ways off, she lifts her hand to wave at them then stops. Something about them seems different, and she can't quite place it. Sheldon is still just as tall and lanky as ever, Amy seemingly barely coming up to his elbow. Sheldon is smiling down at her and he bends down to say something into her ear. Whatever he says makes her giggle and she beams back up at him grabbing his arm. They look at each other and for a moment and for one crazy moment Penny thinks they might kiss. Not that would be completely off the wall, she has seen then kiss before, but always after date night and never in the middle of a crowded airport. Then Amy spots her and calls out her name waving her hands wildly and calling out her name. Penny has to laugh she looks like a crazy person but Amy has never cared about that. Penny walks over to them and gives them she wraps Amy in a hug and lighlty wraps one arm around Sheldon.

"How are you holding up?" she asks Sheldon.

"As well as could be expected." he tells her as Leonard appears at her side and gives Sheldon a one-armed hug.

"Sorry,buddy I would have been here sooner but you know,work." he tells him.

"It's fine, I had Amy with me." Sheldon tells him as he releases him, looking at Amy wth a lovestruck expression on his face. Then it strikes Penny what is different, and she is going to drill Amy for information the minute that she gets her alone.