Letter and Reply 16
Friday, October 31st and Saturday, November 1st
Letter and Reply 16
Delivered at 2:03 pm, Friday, October 31st.
Dear Billy,
How is your Halloween so far? Stocked up on the sweets? I’m not really prepared myself. I don’t even have something to dress up in. Do you? I imagine you’ll look perfect in whatever you put on. Just make sure it’s warm; supposed to be chilly.
I’d love to get some snow soon. It does seem cold enough, doesn’t it? Are the children all well and bundled up at school?
It’s good to hear that you’re keeping the cats in moderate control. If I come to meet them, I’ll remember to stand behind you at all times.
Someday you’ll know right where I live, and we can share the darkness there, and learn to learn each other. Every night.
I do love chocolate. It’s a curse, in a way, I think. I should not go shopping on an empty stomach. That’s all I’ll buy.
Puddle-jumping contest, hm? I think we’d both wind up quite wet.
Not ticklish? There is no such thing. Preposterous. I will prove to you that you are. You may grow to like it, in fact.
I’m sure you would find a way to make any endeavour stimulating. Or... well.
Oh, and I wasn’t exactly implying that we talk of former partners. I just think I know what they would say about you. I’d like to hear it. I’m sure they each have their own favourite part of you. Though, I’m not sure I could name mine. There are so many!
My poor sweetheart… I wish there was a way that I could make your rough day a little smoother. But you’re probably right in getting some sleep. Just put everything aside for a while. I’ll mark this day down on my to-do list as another day I’ll have to make up for later. I hope you’re feeling better now. I think about that sometimes, how you’re feeling. Sometimes I think you must feel so tired or uncertain; I wish I could know when those times were, so I could make it up with something special. But I’ll never really know until I’m by your side at all times.
Don’t feel bad about short letters. I understand about lack of time. I always want to write pages; keep going on and on about everything, because I want you to know everything about me. But I never have the time for much more than a page or two.
To let you know, the candy in the pumpkin bag “attached” to this letter is perfectly safe. I picked it out myself, in fact. You like dark chocolate? It kind of seemed your flavour. Along with plenty of lolly pops. Don’t eat them all in one night. Don’t want you getting a stomach ache, now. And I’d feel especially ashamed if it were my fault because I hadn’t warned you beforehand. So, there is your warning, dear.
I feel as though this letter needs something… I can’t quite pick it out. I’d like to say something related to today that may be complimentary as well, but Halloween isn’t exactly the most romantic holiday. I know that if I were to go Trick-or-Treating, it would be nothing like it was meant to be. The trick of my treat would be that you would be all I’d ask for, because you are the sweetest thing I can find. Would you follow me home? Would you chase the fears away? Would you stay all night?
I’ll be thinking of you tonight as I lie in bed. On the most frightening day of the year, I will feel nothing but contentment, anticipating the next dream of you. I want to see your body in the darkness. I want to see your smile light upon every frame of my room. And I want yours to be the only spirit to haunt me all night long.
Wholly and Affectionately Yours,
MS
Delivered at 4:51 pm, Saturday, November 1st
Dear MS,
Forgive me, please. I've really no excuse for my lack of letters, other than I'm a lazy bugger with a bit of a head cold. I should have written. You may thwap me soundly next time you see me. Then at least I'd know the man smacking me out of nowhere in a public place is someone I don't need to fear.
Halloween was uneventful, completely. I got the usual amount of trick-or-treaters and, because I am said lazy bugger, I made Dom open the door most of the time. He seemed glad to do it though, and I'm sure the kids liked him more than they would have liked a cranky teacher. He was more fun and gave out more candy than I would have, as I was content to simply sit and eat it all myself. Though I have to say, the candy I savored the most was yours. I love dark chocolate. It's my absolute favorite. And don't fret, I ate it responsibly. Though I refused to share it with Dom. In fact, I'm eating one of those lollipops right now. Spoiling my supper, tsk tsk. But I can't care, because it's so good, and it reminds me of you.
I haven't dressed up since the last time I was at a Halloween party, which was years ago. How was your holiday? Do you get many trick-or-treaters in your part of town?
I've been feeling a bit under the weather all weekend long. I think it's the weather outside, really. It's so bloody cold yet we don't even have the benefit of snow. So I've hibernated all weekend. And I would be surprised in the slightest if that's what I do next weekend, as well.
I wish... you were here. That instead of wallowing away my time with a book in front of the fire, I could spend it with you, warm in your arms. Maybe that would snap me out of this funk I seem to have fallen into. But it's silly for me to complain.
I had better be the only spirit haunting you. And I was. Could you feel it? Did you know I was there?
I hope wherever you are, you're keeping warm. Take care, love.
Yours,
Billy
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