And now, the conclusion to Linda's story.
Yes, I know that the timing is a bit off compared to some of my other stories. In
Mandy has some Fun
her race was approximately 6-months after moving to Vegas. In this story, it takes place about a year after Mandy moves to Las Vegas. Sorry about that, but I just thought it would work better this way. Also tried to explain a few inconsistencies in previous stories, like why Danny is running Gail's auto shop instead of studying mechanical engineering. Yes, I know that there are some grammatical and spelling issues. Reviewing the published version and the original submission, I believe that some errors occur on publishing. I've noticed a few issues when reading on-line that aren't there in the original document.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this.
Chapter 6.
Yeah, yeah. I know. Lot's of time passing by and not enough detail on my sex life. Too bad. If I were to go into detail about every sexual encounter I had, this story would take up the space of the entire Encyclopedia Britannica. This is my story, and I'll tell it how I want. Hit the exit button, you perv!
Now, back to the story that those of you still here are interested in.
I really struggled with the info that Robin told me about my parents. I really felt for them. I discussed it at length with Aunt Gail, Mandy, and Robin. There were a lot of varying opinions on it. On top of all that, Aunt Gail had been very diligent about hiding her life from our relatives, and was (understandably) reluctant to let it come out on anyone else's terms. She did mention her surprise at some of the reactions to me from a lot of the relatives and mentioned that, perhaps, it might be time to reveal a little bit to them. Of course, Mandy was full bore in throwing it in their faces and letting the chips fall where they may, but I just couldn't do that to Aunt Gail after all she had done to me. Robin basically said that whatever I wanted to do was up to me, and she would support me completely -- regardless of the circumstances. I struggled with it for a couple of weeks before deciding on sending an e-mail. I crafted it carefully to leave out any part that Aunt Gail had in my life. In fact, I tried to write it in such a manner that it seemed as though I had no contact with her whatsoever.
The e-mail:
Dear Mom and Dad,
I realize that you probably don't care, but I thought that I would write to let you know that I am still alive. Regardless of what transpired in the past, please know that I have always, continue to, and always will love you. I know that what happened in the past was done because you truly believed that it was right, and I hold no ill will for you. Please accept my sincere condolences for what happened to Kenny. I wish that I could have been there to offer you some comfort, but it wasn't to be. My heart breaks for what you went through, and -- perhaps -- are still going through. Please know that you will ALWAYS have my love and prayers to get you through your times of need.
I want you to know that I am well and doing fine. I have made a lot of friends over the last 5-years, and I am not struggling to survive. I am loved by my many friends, and I am not alone. No, do not take that as anything sexual. I said FRIENDS, not lovers. I will not get into that with you, as I know that offends you. I am not writing this to be offensive. In case you a are curious, I am not involved with anyone. Frankly, I simply do not have the time, and it would be unfair to everyone if I were to get involved with anyone at this time.
You should probably know that I graduated from college a few weeks ago with a bachelor's degree. I was on the Dean's List every semester. I was able to do this by applying for several scholarships and grants. I also worked while going to school. I credit this to the work ethic that you instilled on me from an early age. Also, I will be moving to Boston this fall to begin Law School. I have an internship already in place, and everything is already paid for. Please know that I will be OK.
I do not know what the future holds for me, but I do know that I will always love and honor you -- even if it is not returned. I sincerely hope that one day you will accept me back into your hearts, and I will be able to see you again. No, I do not expect a reply, nor will you be able to since this account will be deleted once I send this message. I simply cannot bear the thought of a reply never coming, so I will terminate this e-mail account to prevent me from watching in vain for a reply that will never come.
Should you decide, deep in your heart, that you do wish to see me again, you will figure out the two people who can make that happen. I am leaving it at that, because I need you to understand that this will take a lot of effort to figure out. I need to know that you really do want this. I simply can't bear to reunite with you only for you to throw it away again. It very literally would kill me. I need to know that you are totally committed to our relationship.
Sincerely,
Your loving daughter
Linda.
Yeah, I know what Robin said about them missing me, but there was still a lot of bad memories to work through. It was probably one of the hardest things I ever did, but, true to my word, I deleted the e-mail account about 2-minutes after I hit the SEND button. I cried for weeks after that while wondering if they ever tried to reply to my message.
Chapter 7.
August. I was beginning to prepare for my big move to Boston and Law School. Friday night, I arrived at Aunt Gail's house. Mandy and Kayla, were there, of course. They lived there, after all. Robin was on a date with Danny. Everyone appeared to be really excited about something.
"What's all the excitement?" I asked as I moseyed into the living room.
"Mandy has a race tonight." Kayla informed me.
While I wasn't really into the racing scene like everyone else, the fact that Mandy had a race that night didn't really seem to be a reason for the level of excitement that was evident. I had been around long enough to know that Aunt Gail, Dave, Danny, Mandy, and - even lately Robin -- were heavily into the Saturday Night Drag Racing scene. God knows, I've been to enough of those races over the last 5-years to understand that. I knew that Aunt Gail pretty much ruled the track. She even goaded me into making a few runs. I must admit that I did kind of enjoy it, but it really didn't get my juices running like it did them.
Finally, Kayla explained. "My ex-boyfriend Jimmy stupidly challenged Mandy to a race tonight. He didn't know who she was until too late. The stakes are 24-hours of slavery for the loser and the loser's girlfriend -- including their ass!"
OK then! Having heard from Mandy that she and Aunt Gail considered their asses as EXIT ONLY, I realized what a big deal this was.