Guest Post: Love Letter
I have always pondered over what things Vance would have wanted to tell Portia during the two years he was secretly falling in love with her but unable to have contact with her. I often imagine him sitting down at his desk to write things to her, as a way to talk to her, since he didn’t really have anyone else he felt he could confide in about it at the time. Writing would have been a way for him to be completely open and honest about all of his feelings, without fear of repercussions. I don’t see him doing it everyday, but maybe once in a while when something struck him as being particularly poignant, and he felt he needed some sort of outlet. So, here is one of those letters for your enjoyment.
Dear Portia,
I passed you in the hallway today at school, something you don’t know that I occasionally go out of my way to do, just so I can hear the thoughts running through your head. I often feel like I live for those few moments. Even though I could, I try not to listen to your thoughts the rest of the time, though it’s hard not to. A lot of the time your energy just washes over and envelopes me. It’s an incredible feeling. I don’t want to invade the privacy of your mind, but when you see me, you think of me, and that’s a treat I can’t seem to make myself walk away from. I hope you’ll forgive me for that someday.
Today when I saw you I noticed that it’s becoming increasingly harder to pretend that I don’t recognize you. I want to stare at you. I want to drink you in from the top of your pretty black-haired head, to the tips of your cutely painted toenails. You’re so beautiful, so young and full of life, so untainted by the evils of the world. When you smile the whole room lights up like the sun just moved out from behind the clouds. It almost makes me believe that there still are good things to live for. Looking at you makes me wish for days filled with happiness and a life that could be normal. I don’t know if that will ever be a possibility for me, but for just one minute I’d love to live in your carefree world.
I almost laughed out loud at the thoughts I heard in your head today when I passed by you. You thought I looked “hot today, as usual,” and you wondered what I’d do if you gave into your baser instincts one day and just pushed me up against a locker and kissed me. Please, baby, give into that baser instinct! You might be surprised at what you get back! I’m not as indifferent to you as I’ve led you to believe.
Your thoughts monopolized mine for the rest of the day. All I could think of was how I would react if you ever actually did do something like that to me. Portia, you’ve had me tied up in knots for hours now and you don’t even know it.
My first thought was that I would grab you, turn you around and slam you back up against the lockers myself while I devoured your plump little lips. But then I figured we might draw a pretty big crowd with our hallway display, so I thought maybe I’d just scoop you up and kidnap you for the rest of the day, perhaps take you to my favorite little spot in the canyon. It’s beautiful there and then I could just lay you on the ground and kiss you for hours, taking my time about it, like I really want to do.
Now, as I sit here tonight, I’m wondering how you would react to my reaction. I wish I could ask you. Would you be surprised? Would you trust me enough to let me whisk you away without any warning? Or would it scare you, to find that I want you so badly that it nearly consumes me at times?
That’s right Portia, baby. I want you more than you could possibly know. Everyday I’m tempted to give in, to show you exactly how I feel, but I gave my word that I wouldn’t. If I’d have known at the time who you were, and how I’d connect with you, I’d have never spoken such a vow. But I did, so I’ll honor that promise because doing so will keep you safer from the evils that taint my life for that much longer. For now, I’ll just be content to bask in your innocence and to watch you from afar. But only for now Portia….
Lacey Weatherford has always had a love of books. She wanted to become a writer after reading her first Nancy Drew novel at the age of eight. She resides in the White Mountains of Arizona , where she lives with her wonderful husband, six beautiful children, one son-in-law and their energetic schnauzer, Sophie. When she's not out supporting one of her kids at their sporting/music events, she spends her time writing, reading, blogging, and reviewing books.
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That's the kind of love letter one wants found years from now, sitting in a dust covered hope chest, wrapped in ribbon . . . as part of the sweetest collection of love letters, EVER!
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Oh that was so sweet, it hurt!! I would love to be able to write things like that:)
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Ha, ha! My hubby and I weren't apart much when we were dating, but we had one week when we were and he wrote me a letter every single day and I loved it! It was so romantic!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you enjoyed this peek into Vance's mind and feelings.
Letters are so very sweet... nowadays it's so rare to send and receive letters... it's a very special thing, even more if it's the love kind. ;)
ReplyDeletePortia, I'm very jealous right now.
Aww..what a sweet letter..now all you have to do Lacey is switch out the name 'Portia' for 'Naomi' and it would be perfect ;-) LOL
ReplyDeleteNaomi aka Supernatural Bookworm xoxo
That is just lovely...
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I agree, the letter is so sweet!! ::sigh::
ReplyDeleteMy husband used to write me sweet letters back in high school.
Sounds like we need to reintroduce or men back into the art of writing love letters! I used to get them in birthday cards and anniversary cards but that was when we to broke for him to do anything else for me. Now he just takes me on a vacation or something! Lol. I'm not complaining about that though! Haha
ReplyDeleteAww. So sweet of Vance! Why aren't there more guys like him in the world? At least he can keep a promise, even if it is one he never wanted to make it after seeing her. Loving Vance more now.
ReplyDeleteHeck, Girls are looking for their "Edward," I'd rather look for my Vance. LOL.
Chill bumps while reading and how "gallant" our Vance is even though deep inside he wishes otherwise! I loved it thanks for such a unique post for the tour Lacey!
ReplyDeleteThat's real nice and what a fun contest!
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Aw, thanks everybody! Sorry I haven't been on much today. I have been out of town and without internet service so I'm trying to keep in touch from my phone when I'm able. I'm glad you all are enjoying the post and thanks so much for coming by! :)
ReplyDeleteawwwww just makes you love Vance even more if thats possible?
ReplyDeleteWow, I wish I had gotten a letter like that in high school.
ReplyDeleteMorganlafey86(at)aol(dot)com
A letter like that even now, would make me melt. lol Thank you so much for that display of how men can act, sometimes. lol :)
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