Letters to Jason #4
Dear Jason
I still miss you. I guess I thought it would maybe get easier, not seeing you. It hasn't. I don't think it will. I think I need you in my life now. I know I do.
I was thinking. You'd really live on a farm or something? Somehow it's hard to picture you doing any farming. It'd be fun to teach you though.
Anyway, it's-
"Eddie, can I talk to you for a second?"
Frowning, Eddie looked up at Jeremy. The guy was alright to work with, Eddie had discovered. Liked to talk though. Eddie was doing his best to discourage that. He shrugged and said sure, even though it was pretty clear there were other things he'd rather do. Like not talk.
"You don't have to work quite so hard, you know." Jeremy sat down across from and stared at him keenly. "I'm not saying you can slack off completely, of course. But you're working like it's the harvest or something. And you look exhausted."
Well, he was also quitting drinking, wasn't he? Wasn't that a good enough reason to want to distract himself? Not to mention that he was missing Jason like crazy.
"I grew up on a farm," Eddie finally said. An answer and not much of an answer at all, at the same time. "I'm used to hard work."
"There are people around to talk to if you want to."
Eddie's expression quite clearly said 'Mind your own goddamn business'. Jeremy looked at him for a long moment and then nodded, got up and left.
Eddie waited for him to leave before starting to write again. Nosy bastard.
-just a thought. This is probably going to be my last season, that's why it's all on my mind. Pro baseball and drinking, they kind of go together to me now. So I'll have to find something else to do. I don't know what yet.
I'm doing what I can to make this go by fast. I can't wait to come back to you.
I love you.
Eddie
I still miss you. I guess I thought it would maybe get easier, not seeing you. It hasn't. I don't think it will. I think I need you in my life now. I know I do.
I was thinking. You'd really live on a farm or something? Somehow it's hard to picture you doing any farming. It'd be fun to teach you though.
Anyway, it's-
"Eddie, can I talk to you for a second?"
Frowning, Eddie looked up at Jeremy. The guy was alright to work with, Eddie had discovered. Liked to talk though. Eddie was doing his best to discourage that. He shrugged and said sure, even though it was pretty clear there were other things he'd rather do. Like not talk.
"You don't have to work quite so hard, you know." Jeremy sat down across from and stared at him keenly. "I'm not saying you can slack off completely, of course. But you're working like it's the harvest or something. And you look exhausted."
Well, he was also quitting drinking, wasn't he? Wasn't that a good enough reason to want to distract himself? Not to mention that he was missing Jason like crazy.
"I grew up on a farm," Eddie finally said. An answer and not much of an answer at all, at the same time. "I'm used to hard work."
"There are people around to talk to if you want to."
Eddie's expression quite clearly said 'Mind your own goddamn business'. Jeremy looked at him for a long moment and then nodded, got up and left.
Eddie waited for him to leave before starting to write again. Nosy bastard.
-just a thought. This is probably going to be my last season, that's why it's all on my mind. Pro baseball and drinking, they kind of go together to me now. So I'll have to find something else to do. I don't know what yet.
I'm doing what I can to make this go by fast. I can't wait to come back to you.
I love you.
Eddie