From Lucian & Cam
From Lucian
During this horrifying time, I’ve found myself thinking a lot about how you’ve evolved these past few years. You started out as an angry fighter. You believed you deserved pain. You sure played dirty to get it. But underneath, we all discovered a sweetheart who just needed a little bit of guidance.
You’re still a fighter, but my God, you’ve come a long way. You’re more equipped than ever to make it through—and you will. It’s an order, Shay. You have an entire community behind you, waiting to be of any assistance. Including me.
For instance, if, during your recovery, River and Reese decide you should or shouldn’t do something—because it’s in your best interest—I will gladly help you be sneaky from time to time.
Noa taught me that during my health scare. It’s important to do what’s best for you—but every now and then, you must break a rule or two. Or in his words,
“You gotta check the boundaries from the other side of the fence sometimes.”
All my best wishes,
Lucian
From Cam
Hi, Shay.
Mr. West asked me to proof everyone’s entry, and in the process, I deleted two of my own.
I want to offer something different, I suppose.
Or slightly different, I should say, because Kit mentioned something similar.
Personally, I feel better when I can help. Maybe you’re the same way? In which case, Mr. Fighter who’s just been to hell and back…could you do me a favor and teach me some self-defense?
I would love to learn some basics.
No rush, of course. And it goes without saying that dinner and snacks are on me if you find the time for a few lessons. But yeah. When you come out on the other side, maybe needing a break from all the generosity of others, I could really use a teacher like you.
I miss you.
Love,
Cam