January 14, 2015
Dear Collin,
Exactly how do you propose to make me part of your family? Are your parents going to adopt me? Or maybe I could marry one of your brothers? Your lawyer brother sounds interesting.
Congratulations on winning that contest with your band! See, now your band could totally take off and you actually might become famous. And years down the road I’ll sit in my tiny apartment and eat doughnuts and watch you on TV and fantasize about how I could have met you before all the fame made you untouchable.
You don’t infuriate me that much. You just have a way of saying things plainly and making me realize how ridiculous I’m being. And that’s irritating. To me.
I’m still not sure what I’ll do after graduation. I’ve met with some companies here in Phoenix that are looking for interns for their engineering programs, but I’m not super eager to sign on with any of them. They’re all so bland. Maybe that’s just part of becoming an adult. I’ve actually considered looking for work in New York City. But it’s so expensive there. Plus, if you’re going to be off on tour with your band, then what’s the point of going there?
Write me back soon.
Sincerely,
Glory
February 1, 2015
Dear Glory,
First of all, you can NOT marry one of my brothers. They aren’t good enough for you, and you deserve someone better. Not that I don’t think my brothers are decent human beings. They’re fine. But you need to marry someone as amazingas you are. Secondly, just because I’m going on tour with my band doesn’t mean I’m never coming back to New York. We’ll only be in Canada for about two months, so you should definitely consider moving up to New York City. I think you’d love it. It’s not bland at all. If you moved here, I’d make sure I was here. You know, to help you move in and tell you where to find the best pizza and sushi.
I think it’s pretty unlikely that I’ll become famous, which is fine because I don’t think I would handle fame very well. I like my privacy and my freedom too much. However, I would love to be able to make a living playing music, and so if I’m able to do that with my band that would be awesome. Have you ever wanted to be famous? What would you want to be famous for? Right now I’d say you’re famous for keeping me up at night.
Sincerely,
Collin
March 28, 2015
Dear Collin
It’s the middle of the night and I’m trying to study for an exam, but I can’t because all I can think about is you. It took me a while to write you back because lately I realized something and it scared me. I’ve been trying to figure out what do with my future, and I found out that the only thing I really knew for sure was that I wanted you in it. And I don’t even know what that means, and yet, at the same time, I know exactly what it means. I have feelings for you, Collin. And I think they’re the euphoric, losing sleep kind, because here I am, losing sleep and unable to concentrate on anything else besides what it would be like to see you.
Am I even making sense? I’m sorry this letter is such a train wreck. I don’t even know if I’m going to send it, but I probably will because someone once told me that the natural thing for relationships to do is progress. And isn’t this a relationship? I want to be more than pen pals. I want to be more than friends. So with all of that said and confessed, I think we should meet. What do you think?
Sincerely,
Glory
Part Two: The Meeting
Chapter Fourteen: Collin
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” I asked, looking up and feeling more nauseous than I should.
“Yeah, that should work.”
I frowned. “That should work?” I repeated, standing from my kneeling position and slipping the ring into my pocket.
“What do you want me to do?” Logan replied, looking uncomfortable. “Knock you to the ground and smother you with kisses?”
I winced. “Do you think that’s what she’ll do?”
“Oh yeah,” Logan said with a smirk. “I think Carly has been waiting for you to ask her this question since about a week after you two started dating.”
I dusted my pants off and tried to rationalize away a nagging feeling of unease. I was about to propose to Carly, the girl I had been seeing for the last year and a half. Although she could sometimes be a bit dense, she was kind and attractive and loyal, and I enjoyed her company. So why was I dreading it? Maybe it was because she wasn’t...
