Kaitlan of Everywhere

To My Dearest Ethan
2003-12-15 04:02:37 (UTC)

Home Again

My Dearest Ethan,

I cannot express how sorry I am for so callously abandoning
you. There is no excuse, but I can offer up an explanation
and wish and pray that you might accept it and one day
forgive me.

I have seen the world Ethan.

It was Daddy's idea. I like to think that perhaps I
influenced him during our break when we vacationed in
Canada. I complained so much about going back to the
Academy that surely some of what I said must have stuck
with him. He proposed the idea during dinner, when Mother
and Samuel and I were finishing off our chicken. He had
come to the decision that my sibling and I needed to expand
our horizons. He was going to take us out of school for two
terms and we would all travel. Mother was at first opposed,
but she soon was swayed and the plan was set.

I must confess Ethan (guiltily) that I hardly spared you a
thought.

Our first stop was Paris, of course. Mother wanted to see
Auntie Bethany and Uncle Renee. We only stayed a week
(which is about all of Auntie and Uncle I can take without
going mad)and to my great surprise they have had a baby! He
is nearly a month old, and they've called him Charlie after
Grandfather (on Mothers side). Mother said she told me
about it all along, but I am positive that she said Auntie
lost the baby in the first trimester. I suppose Mother is
slowly growing old. It was bound to happen one day, but I
wasn't expecting it for ages and ages.

Anyway, I was in a little book shop in Paris that was tres
chic, and I happened upon a little journal. Well Ethan, it
reminded me so much of you (if you were an actual journal
and not just a computerized one)that I had to buy it. It
was then that I remembered you, and I wanted so badly to
write you, but Auntie and Uncle didn't have a computer. We
were leaving in a few days besides.

A fun note: I saw Johnny Depp's house, though I didn't see
him unfortunatly. Actually, I don't know what I would've
done if I HAD seen him. Knowing me, I probably would have
been reduced to a puddle of drooling teenage-girl, in which
case it is probably better that I didn't run into him at
all. The last thing I want is Johnny Depp thinking that I'm
a lunatic (though I don't suppose he would've even known
who I was, would he?)

Our next stop was Italy, and I must tell you Ethan that I
really did think of you then. Italy is a beautiful place,
and anyone who goes there is sure to fall in love. I did. I
don't even know his name, only that he was at the corner of
a little windy street with a name I couldn't pronounce
right (I call it Orange Toe road, but it was something
like 'orizante') every night. Don't fret Ethan, our
relationship consisted of merely of shy glances and
blushing cheeks. I wasn't there long enough to start
something. Despite the convictions I am sure you have about
me, I am not totally senseless. I refuse to be wreckless
with others hearts, and I most certainly do not wish for
MINE to be broken!!!

Ethan, my heart broke when we left.




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