Celia my love,
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| ´Photo by Zahra Pedersen |
I built an
Aston Martin DB4 engine using my computer and my father’s 3D printer. I solved
the world’s hardest Rubik’s Cube, which has 975 individual parts, not including
the one thousand twelve hundred and twelve stickers that had to be attached by
hand. And I seduced my Dad’s girlfriend.
But then I had to let her go because I wanted you.
When you
smiled at me in the library, I was surprised. Remember when the librarian told us to be
quiet, and I told her that we were from Albania, and that was how people talked
there, and you laughed and said I was crazy? I could tell that you understood my
sense of humor, which many people do not get.
You were
impressed when you found out who my dad was. But anyone can have a rich dad.
Not everyone can commit to memory every security procedure and code to
every store in town that their rich dad owns. At the bakery, I discovered that you
loved key lime pie. At the salon, I found out you liked Bobbi Brown black
amethyst eyeliner. At the pharmacy, we popped some Aderall, and after that you kissed me.
I have to
admit that I was confused at first when you would not see me. However, then I
realized that everything good that happened, happened before they got to you. At first, I thought it was because you were new here, and you didn't realize how people in this town just decide that a person is one way, and it sticks with them
forever. I thought they had brainwashed you. But when you were sunbathing in your bikini
the other day, I had an epiphany. I realized that the way the sun was
reflecting off your sunglasses was unnatural. It could only mean one thing. You
were communicating with me. It was the only way you could with everyone
watching us all the time.
I had to do
something grand in response. Remember that rainbow you saw the other day – the one you
called your sister to come to to the garden to see? I made that happen. Because
I know you love rainbows. But you had no way of knowing it was from me. So, I
had to do something bigger, something that would bring us together again. This
time forever.
Still I
realized that, unlike me, the concept of forever might scare you. After all, not many people have my grasp of
the bigger plan of the universe. But you don’t have to worry because I figured
everything out for us. The reason you have been feeling really sick all week is
that you have eaten from the key lime pie your dad brought home from the bakery
for you. Go have another piece now Celia,
and it will all be over soon.
And then we
will be together forever, my darling.
Yours,
Richard
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