20. Letter
Letter
Jackson,
Your letters are officially becoming what I look forward to the most out here.
Wow—please don’t ever tell Brody I said that!
Also, I think you completely broke me. I mean…
wow, Jackson. That picture. Fuck. I let Brody have more cookies.
I was too busy trying to hide that photo from him!
In those moments, fuck, it’s the most I’ve felt truly myself, and it’s all because of you and that fucking photo.
Just know that it comes everywhere with me!
How you talk about hockey is exactly how I feel about my job.
When I’m out in the field, I know that the man behind me has my back unconditionally.
For me, it’s always Brody, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Yeah, the adrenaline keeps me going, but I do this because I genuinely want to make a difference in this world.
Right now, all I can picture is a massive, built hockey player taking all his anger out on a poor treadmill.
Judging by that photo, I’m definitely close.
Surely there’s a better way to let off steam, I mean, once you find the right person?
I can think of a lot more interesting activities!
Do you get much trouble on the ice? I can’t imagine you guys have much time to actually talk during a game.
What’s really concerning is how often I picture you.
You’re a welcome distraction out here, Jackson.
I keep telling myself it’s impossible to fall for a person you’ve never met, but every letter you send makes me question the integrity of my own armor.
I look forward to your words more than I look forward to sleep.
That’s a dangerous truth for a soldier to admit.
Break me again soon,
Splash
PS — Yep, these cookies are the ones. They’re fucking perfect. I’m a very happy man tonight, dreaming of these treats… and of an Adonis who will never truly understand how much he makes me feel with every single letter.