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Letters to Lisbon
Chapter 9
Dear Lisbon,
My dear Lisbon, I hope that this letter finds you well. I still cannot believe that it has been over one year since Red John has been gone from our lives. I also cannot believe that it has been over one year since you and I were last together. I miss having you with me more and more every day that we're apart.
There was a wedding on the beach today. The weather was perfect; sunny and warm. The ocean was a gorgeous cerulean blue, with gentle waves lapping at the sand. The bride and groom had picked a perfect day to proclaim their undying love to each other for the world to see. I watched the wedding from between some palm trees up on a hill. It was very lovely.
Seeing that wedding was certainly...an experience, to say the least. I am not afraid to admit that I cried. I'm not entirely sure what it was about the wedding that made me so emotional, but I suppose it was because it made me realize how much I have lost. I miss having someone close to me at all times, someone to laugh with, someone for me to make smile, someone who understands me. I realized how much I missed being with you, Lisbon. You're my best friend. Actually, we're more than best friends. We're more like an old married couple, really. The way we banter and never spend a moment apart; it's like you and I have been married for years! Stop crying, Lisbon; it's the truth.
On the subject of relationships, I want to apologize for that time that I sort of set you up with Walter Mashburn at his party. I knew that he really liked you, so it just kind of presented the perfect opportunity to capture the bad guy! Most good little girls always fall for the bad boy, so I figured you wouldn't kill me too bad. Besides, being spoiled unmercifully was probably a nice change of pace for you. You certainly do deserve it, in any case. Though I do question your way of "thanking" him...but I'll pretend I know nothing about that, for your sake.
Miss you,
Jane
Poor Lisbon! Of course Jane would know about her little "rendezvous" with Mashburn at the end of the episode, wouldn't he? It must be terrible sometimes to work with an infuriatingly gorgeous man who knows everything about everyone! In my head, Lisbon turned every shade of red ever mentioned in a mentalist episode when she read that last line :)