Previous parts of Trent's story are indexed here. Ru belongs to the lovely
tsuki_no_bara. Eden belongs to
cicirossi
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Written on lined paper torn out of a ringbound notebook, with no return address.
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Written on lined paper torn out of a ringbound notebook, with no return address.
Dear Gram,
I’m going to assume mom’s already been in touch to tell you how I’ve messed up and left school, right? It isn’t quite like that though.
I guess I should start at the beginning. First, though, sorry it’s taken me a while to get to telling you all this. It’s been a very weird couple of days. I really wanted to call you, except I’m staying at Ru’s and running up his parent’s long distance seems like it would be rude, and I’m trying to keep the cell just for emergencies.
You remember Ru, right? I think my mom would have introduced him as Trent – that’s his real name – but he came over a bunch of times the last summer you were staying with us. Tall, skinny, really good friend? So, yes – I’m staying at his for a few days, and we’re going to be getting a place together just as soon as we can find somewhere half decent. And that’s not starting at the beginning.
Yes, I have left school, no I haven’t gone insane, no I’m not totally ungrateful for all the opportunities mom and dad have given me, and no I’m not throwing it all away over a teenage temper tantrum.
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