Strange

Hearing Jared accept her invitation Grace was very happy. Maybe there was a part of Jared that was trying to be happy to work on things but it was just so hard for him. That she understood, not remembering something and than remembering everything that was bad it had to be hard.

   "Ok good, I'll be here around noon tomorrow. If you want your mom to come too she can and if not that thats ok."

Continuing to work on Jared's for a few more minutes before standing and letting out a small sigh. Getting the heating pad and ice putting them on Jared's legs. Sitting down next to him Grace gives a smile. Seeing hardly any of his food was touched she wondered if he really wasn't hungry or if he thought he didn't deserve to.

   "You didn't eat much for lunch...Want me to see about getting you something else? Maybe ice cream or something? Need to keep your strength up."

Katie gives a smile and a nod to Carson. She could see the worry in his eyes and new it was real. She felt so very bad for him that would could not describe it to even the littlest T. If she could she would tell Misty to wait for Carson to not give up, and that things are not always as they seem.

   "I'll make sure she's ok Carson. Just....becarful ok?"

Looking down at the rest of her pizza Katie new she wasn't going to be able to eat anymore. She new Carson would have to get going soon so the rest she might as well box up. Though she really didn't want to leave yet. She was worried about Carson, she was worried about tomorrow at work everything was going ok but there was still a bit of worry there.

   "Tomorrow is going to feel strange. I know it already. When did life get so messed up for us...huh?"

  "Chad, you have some mail."
   
   "When don't I have mail? Most of it's just bills anyways."
 
Opening the hotel door Chad reaches out and takes the pile of mail from Tina. Giving her a smile and a nod he thanks her before closing the door again. This time around he and Mark were sharing a room but right now it was just him. He'd finished with his work early today and now just had a little time to himself.

Setting the mail down on the table Chad goes back to the bathroom and finishes drying off his hair before putting a clean shirt on, and slipping in his sandals. Coming back around and sitting down at the table he flips through the bills one letting stops him. Seeing the return address he can't help but smile. Rosalyn had gotten his letter and now he had a reply. He'd haden't even opened the letter yet and Chad could feel his head skip.

Opening the letter and letting his eyes scan the words Chad's smile grows even more. His hands trembled just a little as he was ready Rosalyn's sweet words. She talked about how his words warmed her and made her feel so good, and he new what she meant because her words did the same to him. His heart fluttered and beat fast, his stomach did flip and he felt loved, wanted, and all around good.

Not being able to help himself Chad reads the letter again before standing and taking it to his suitcase. Slipping it inside he would keep it safe there till he could write again. At the moment he needed to get some lunch and run around a few places, but one thing he hadn't planned was bring his camera but now he was.

...A few days pass...

Sitting down at the table Chad lets out a tired sigh. Today had been a work out but now he'd gotten his pictures back and he had a little time to write a letter back to Rosalyn. Pulling out her letter he reads it once more again and smiles.

Rosalyn,
   
   I couldn't help but read your letter over and over again. Your words really touched my heart and gave my heart a jump. Each time I would read you letter it would put an even bigger smile on my face. The words never got boring, I never got tired of reading the same thing over and over again because they were your words, your thoughts, they were you.

   Florida is an amazing place, and I am still here. I will be for at least another day. Sometimes our stay is long, and sometimes they are short. Sometimes the others finish with there work before I do, and sometimes its the other way around. None of use mind though because it gives us some free time between jobs to just relax. Than again though I feel like my job is relaxing and to me it doesn't even feel like a job, but when you like something as much as I do I would guess thats normal. 

   Ah, you're twenty-five years old. I new you were younger than me but I wasn't sure by how much.  Twenty-five is a good number, I think in fact its a great number and it doesn't bother me any if it doesn't bother you. I've always thought age is just a number and really it means nothing more. Why do we put a number on someone? Does it mean something other than how long we have been living? No, your age does not bother me one bit.

   Yes Rosalyn I would like to keep writing to you, and I would like to keep sending you poems. You're the bright spot in each day when I think about you. Thinking about something you said, or remembering your smiles, your eyes or the way your hands felt on my chest it makes me smile, grin and everyone wants to know whats going on. I simply shake my head at them and walk away. 

   Your heart I will hold, for it is something I will not break as long as you do the same with mine. 

        Forever and Always,
              Chad

P.S. I put some pictures in here as well to just share a little bit of my life with you. I hope you enjoy them. 

In the envelope with the letter there were a few pictures along with a little note on the back of each of them describing that they were.


 Photo 1: A dolphin poking its head of of the water.

This is Rocco, I was telling her about you and she wanted to say hi. 
She was beached a few weeks back and became very ill due to lack of water, and her skin had become dried and cracked. After helping her back into the water we formed a cage right into the ocean for her to heal in. Finally tomorrow she gets to be set free and go home.  

Photo 2: Palm trees in front of the ocean on the beach. The sky is dusk and the moon it dotted in the background.

Looking out my window this is the view. Off to the left is the area we made for Rocco so I can keep an eye on her through out the day. She had to have someone keep on eye on her so I figured I was best for the job since I was right there. I've never had a better view except when I was been looking at you.