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Dear Corinthia,
I beamed your contact card to dad, and he said that he’s going to write to
you as soon as possible. Take that with a grain of salt, because his
definition of possible might be different than yours. I would say,
give it a couple of weeks, and then maybe just give up. I could talk to him
again, if you wanted, but he’s really nervous. He doesn’t know if you
forgive him, or hate him, or what. I have not told him anything about you. I
told him that you and I were in contact now, and demanded he explain his
involvement in our separation thirty-six years ago. I didn’t say anything
about your job, or what your life is like on Vacuus. I did divulge that his
wife, your mother, was dead. I felt like he had a right to know that,
regardless of how at fault he is. Anyway, I hope that whatever happens
between the two of you, it doesn’t negatively impact
our relationship. I think he may be partially worried about that too.
I want you to know that I won’t let him ruin our new sibling connection, and
I would hope that you don’t let whatever he does or says—or
doesn’t do or say—stop you from wanting to converse with me. Okay, I
think I’m done with all this negativity now. You inspired me today. I
actually don’t have much idea of how the platform can move from one part of
the ocean to another. You’re right, it’s pretty big, so it can’t be easy.
I’ve started taking some courses on it, not necessarily so I can tell you,
but because I would like to understand it myself. I’m so old, I doubt that
I’ll ever become an engineer, or a mechanic, or a sailor, but it doesn’t
hurt to learn more stuff.
Until next time,
Condor
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