Letters to Henri
Henri,
I know, I know. I should have written long before this. I'm sorry! I promise, I haven't been swallowed up in Nachton. Honestly, you should come visit. It's a great city, obviously not as old as Paris and perhaps lacking some of the charm but it's vibrant and alive and full of people.
The job is good. They've been working me like crazy and it's tough to find a few moments here and there for anything but sleep. I'm still the only pediatrician and I have a hard time turning down extra shifts when I know they're in need. I've done a few rounds in the ER as well as surgery, which keeps me in shape I suppose, but most of it is with children so far, so I'm happy.
Thanks for sending Jacques over with the ships. I haven't had a chance to sail at all yet but I will later this summer. There are a couple trips I want to take, and someone I really want to take them with.
Yes, I'm seeing someone. Regularly. I know, pick your jaw back up off the floor. You can tell Renee to stop worrying about trying to set me up with every man and woman on the planet, okay? I finally get all that crap about love and happiness and blah blah blah you two keep throwing at me. I want you to meet him, whenever you can. I think you'd like him very much. I'm not going to bore you with details, but I'm happy. Unbelievably so, and if I can manage to hang onto him I will.
So, mostly that's what I've been up to in the past few weeks. I'm not entirely settled in here - there's the small detail of an apartment I haven't been sleeping in (cough cough) but... I think we're all right with that. It'll sort itself out. Oh, Jensen is here. Surprise, right? It's great seeing him again. He's shacked up with a boyfriend of his own too, and I'll be honest - they're pretty cute. I don't know that I'd actually tell him that; it might go straight to his head. But you'd like him, too.
I know I'm applying the verbal crowbar here but... seriously. Get your ass out of France and swing by the States when you have a chance. Bring Renee. I'd love to see you both and... well, I'm not planning on going anywhere for a good long time. Read into that what you will.
Sincerely,
your favorite, most obedient, cutest, friendliest, and all-around greatest (only) child,
Ruan
Thanks for the email. It's nice to know the event of my developing a chronic condition called a "boyfriend" warranted an immediate digital response. To answer your question, yes, I purposely didn't tell you his name and, no, not even you are going to be able to call this one. Say, how about you visit Nachton? We'd be happy to have you over.
Right, yeah... so about that apartment I haven't been sleeping in. I don't think I'm going to. Ever. We get along too well. So, I have a lot of boxes to unpack and try to fit into a space one person has had to himself for quite a long time. In his defense, there is no lack of desire on his part to see me settled in with him. There just isn't a whole ton of room. I'd buy a house but we both prefer to be here with the family.
At any rate yes. I'm happy here. More than. I wish you'd stop worrying. Don't you think after 1200 years I'd recognize the feeling? I do have more than a passing familiarity with it, thanks to you and Renee.
The job is the same. It always ends up this way. Far too much work for one person to handle but I'm doing my best. I hate not having enough time to spend, now that I do have someone to spend it with. I feel like I'm not holding up my end of the bargain. He doesn't ask for more than I can give but I know he works just as hard, comes home just as tired.
Aside from the hours I like my job. The facilities are great and the staff are, uh, friendly. Really friendly. I've had to turn down several dates but it doesn't seem to be having much effect. It's okay though... they mean well. I figure if I can navigate an ocean full of sun-loving pirates, a hospital full of redhead-loving nurses can't be so bad, right?
Though honestly, sometimes I miss the pirates.
Sincerely,
your absolute most favorite , most talented, cutest, coolest, and let's just say most perfect (only) child,
Ruan