Email to Angelo from Bethany
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To: AEspinosa@xaviers.ny.edu
From: bmoore@bellsouth.net
So I'll just come out and say it. My dad's picked up a transfer to Atlanta, and we're leaving at the end of the week.
Sudden, I know. Dad... wasn't happy about what happened at Halloween. He was already making unhappy noises about Columbia, and the fact I knew people who had been involved, and that they hadn't wanted the police involved. Then a freaking demon turns up and nearly takes down the whole nightclub. Gangs he can handle, he says. Demons, not so much.
I've told Amanda already tonight. She didn't take it very well. Got all curt and clipped at me down the phone, and then hung up before I was done explaining. And I feel like a real shit now. Besides the fact I'm, well, leaving her. We could have tried the long-distance thing, but I'm already coming second, with not living here. Living in another state? Well, that'd put me completely out of the running. So it's better to have abit lot of pain now, instead of drawing it out, eh?
Or at least that's the idea.
Any way, this is goodbye. We'll keep in touch, okay? Email, HeliX news, all that? I was thinking of starting a chapter down at the new school, when I get there. Keep me posted on all the news. Especially the news regarding a certain witch with an adorable British accent... and damnit, here I go again with the crying. I'd better wrap here before I drown my keyboard or something.
Take care of her for me, Angelo? And of yourself and that girl of yours.
Love,
Beth.
From: bmoore@bellsouth.net
So I'll just come out and say it. My dad's picked up a transfer to Atlanta, and we're leaving at the end of the week.
Sudden, I know. Dad... wasn't happy about what happened at Halloween. He was already making unhappy noises about Columbia, and the fact I knew people who had been involved, and that they hadn't wanted the police involved. Then a freaking demon turns up and nearly takes down the whole nightclub. Gangs he can handle, he says. Demons, not so much.
I've told Amanda already tonight. She didn't take it very well. Got all curt and clipped at me down the phone, and then hung up before I was done explaining. And I feel like a real shit now. Besides the fact I'm, well, leaving her. We could have tried the long-distance thing, but I'm already coming second, with not living here. Living in another state? Well, that'd put me completely out of the running. So it's better to have a
Or at least that's the idea.
Any way, this is goodbye. We'll keep in touch, okay? Email, HeliX news, all that? I was thinking of starting a chapter down at the new school, when I get there. Keep me posted on all the news. Especially the news regarding a certain witch with an adorable British accent... and damnit, here I go again with the crying. I'd better wrap here before I drown my keyboard or something.
Take care of her for me, Angelo? And of yourself and that girl of yours.
Love,
Beth.