Yesterday's Letters by Kassandra Lea

Author:Kassandra Lea [Lea, Kassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-06-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

What the hell is going on? I come home, and my friend goes from being happy to see me to acting like a guy I hardly know.

Dumbfounded, Matthew watched until Daniel’s taillights vanished from sight. Roscoe whimpered, sitting at his feet, one paw off the ground, what appeared to be a birthday card in his mouth. For the moment, he ignored the dog, still attempting to process what had just happened. He had been inside, going through things and trying to decide what he wanted to put in storage, what to sell, what to donate, and what to give away to others. The process slowed when he’d reached the vast collection of movies. Sinking down onto the coffee table, he’d wound up wandering down memory lane. He’d held a copy of Labyrinth, recalling how much he adored the film in his younger years, singing and dancing around like he was David Bowie. He’d been tempted to pop it into the DVD player, maybe drown his sorrows with one of Jimmy’s favorite brews.

But then Roscoe perked up, having spent an hour sleeping on the couch. Movement or noise outside caught the dog’s attention and sent him running for the door. Matthew got up to take a peek, half expecting it to be kids out playing as the streetlights started coming on. Instead, he was completely taken aback by the scene playing out. What in the world was Daniel doing outside nearly naked? And what was with all the paper scattered around?

He stepped out, calling to Daniel, clearly frightening him. No explanation was forthcoming. And much like the previous night Daniel ran off.

Roscoe whimpered, this time pawing at Matthew’s leg. The Labrador seemed pleased with his catch, so to speak, and wanted to present it to Matthew.

“Thank you,” he said, giving Roscoe a friendly pat. He took the slightly slobbered card. The front featured a panda jumping out of a cake, a party hat on its head, bright letters wishing the recipient a “beary” happy birthday. Matthew looked inside.

“Huh.”

The first thing he noticed was his name scrawled in Daniel’s perfect penmanship. The card had been meant for him, but why hadn’t he received It? Jimmy always sent such sentiments no matter what country Matthew happened to be calling home. Underneath the standard printed well wishes was more of Daniel’s writing. Matthew read it, growing more confused with each passing second.

Matthew, another year has come and gone, yet you remain away. I want to tell you how special you are and how you burn as bright as every candle on your birthday cake. But I’m the one making the wish this year, hoping you’ll come back to me.

Scrawled in the bottom right hand corner was the year. The card was two years old. What exactly did the message mean? Matthew crouched, gathering up a few of the letters and cards Daniel hadn’t gotten to, shoving them all in the box.

He whistled for Roscoe, the dog having wandered off to the mailbox for a sniff.

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