It's been six weeks since the veljet brought Joan and me to the Greater United Isles instead of Japan, like we'd planned. For the most part my shoulder's healed -- but my heart has a long way to go...
I just got back from visiting Pops. Well, his headstone, we don't have any idea what happened to his body after the murder. That's what it was, plain and simple murder. I don't know what the Governing Council or B.O.S.S. is doing to Kasimir Lessig, but I hope it's as painful as what he had done to Pops. I know I shouldn't hold on to so much hate, but that's something I'll have to learn to let go of...
Anyway, my father had a marker put in the cemetery. It's become a daily ritual for me to go there and talk with Pops. Sometimes I'm sure he's there, listening... sometimes I feel comforted... sometimes I feel so much anger...
I want justice - for Mom, for Sandy, for Pops... and for me.
Gotta go, I hear Joan and Bett downstairs...
I just got back from visiting Pops. Well, his headstone, we don't have any idea what happened to his body after the murder. That's what it was, plain and simple murder. I don't know what the Governing Council or B.O.S.S. is doing to Kasimir Lessig, but I hope it's as painful as what he had done to Pops. I know I shouldn't hold on to so much hate, but that's something I'll have to learn to let go of...
Anyway, my father had a marker put in the cemetery. It's become a daily ritual for me to go there and talk with Pops. Sometimes I'm sure he's there, listening... sometimes I feel comforted... sometimes I feel so much anger...
I want justice - for Mom, for Sandy, for Pops... and for me.
Gotta go, I hear Joan and Bett downstairs...
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