Chapter 107 - 107 life goes on (2/2)

”Ryan,” she wrote...

Why haven't you e-mailed me yet? What are you waiting for? Mom.

The last was from this morning.

Ryan Swan,

If I haven't heard from you by 5:30 p.m. today I'm calling Charlie.

I checked the clock. I still had an hour, but my mom was well known for jumping the gun.

Mom,

Calm down. I'm writing right now. Don't do anything rash.Ryan.

I sent that and began again.

(Man I hope she isn't a son-con I don't think this is an incest story at all besides in game of thrones but even then it doesn't involve me.)

Mom,

Everything is great. Of course it's raining. I was waiting for something to write about. School isn't bad, just a little repetitive. I met some nice kids who sit by me at lunch.

Your blouse is at the dry cleaners - you were supposed to pick it up Friday.

Charlie bought me a truck, can you believe it? I love it. It's old, but really sturdy, which is good, you know, for destroying the non believers.

I miss you, too. I'll write again soon, but I'm not going to check my e-mail every five minutes. Relax, breathe. I love you. Ryan.