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TO: [email protected]

DATE: December2, 8:54 PM

SUBJECT: Father figures

My father’s such a freaking tool.

He’s hammering down on me to start interning at his company, but I just want to finish my senior year without that extra stress.

He called me a pussy for not having any drive.

I never want to be like him. I never want to be that cold.

I hate him... at least that’s what I tell myself, because that makes it easier. Truth is, I kind of still want his approval. It doesn’t make sense, right? He’s never around, and when he is, he’s an asshole. He hardly knows me, and what he does know he doesn’t approve of. Still, I have this deeply rooted need to make him proud.

Being human is weird.

I’d much rather be an alien.

How are things in Florida?

Grey

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FROM: [email protected]

TO: [email protected]

DATE: December2, 9:30 PM

SUBJECT: Re: Father figures

I’m sorry about your dad, that’s tough, but you gotta do whatever makes you happy in this moment—that’s what your grandpa would’ve said, right?

Things down here are fine. It’s been quiet, but it still feels loud. Mom is doing OK, but Dad is struggling. It’s like he’s screaming in silence, and his echoes are bouncing off the walls. I hate it. I can only take so much, which led to my next life choice: I’m going to pick up some new hobbies, just to keep me out of the house.

I hate being home now, which is weird because it used to be my favorite place in the world. It’s just too sad.

I’m thinking of taking a crocheting class downtown withMom, if she’s feeling strong enough to do it. I figured it might be nice to do something she’s into.

Did you know she learned to make cardigans from my grandma? That’s where all of my cardigans came from. The dragonfly cardigan was the last one she gave me. It’s my favorite one. I’m also thinking of taking karate, because I just watchedEnter the Dragon, and now I’m pretty sure I have to learn how to break a piece of wood with my foot.

Do you think alien teenagers get annoyed with their alien moms and dads?

I really want to imagine angst-filled adolescent aliens rolling their one eye at their overprotective parents.

Can you imagine the fights?

“Clean your room. Brush your hair. Stop taking the spaceship out at night to party on Mars.”

Anyway. WatchEnter the Dragon. You won’t be sorry.

Ellie

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