Tally Adams
December 29, 2007 5:04 PM
The 'Would-Be' Owl (wotw) by Tally Adams
Dear Ms. Hawthorne,
My name is Tally Adams
Actually, that is the main reason I am contacting you now. I will be 17 this summer and I know very little about my mother. I have tried asking my father, brother, and Mother's oldest friend, but neither of them were ever able to answer me to my own satisfaction. In fact, most have avoided the topic of my mother since the day of her death.
You see, answer are important to me. I wish to be a Healer just as she was and have been told that I am quite like her. In looks and in personality. I want to believe what they say, but have no basis for it. She is a woman of mystery to me.
I'm rambling, I apologize.
I would like to meet you or, if you'd prefer, continue writing letters to you in the hopes that maybe, with time, Eva Hawthorne Adams will no longer just be a woman in a picture to me. Or the woman whom I had made a promise to when I was only three years old. I know this may be asking for you to reveal quite a bit about your family and I'll understand if you decided not to respond, but I'm hoping that there is some part of you who is curious to know the lives of your niece and nephew.
Sincerely,
Tally Abigal Adams
Tally sat at a table with her head on one of her hands and her quill lightly tapping the letter with her other hand. She reread the letter again, trying to figure out if there were better ways of trying to explain herself rather than possibly offending her Aunt. This was the woman who was supposed to give her all the answers. The woman with whom her mother had the closest relationship to within the Hawthorne family. If Tally ended up offending her, there would be no other person to turn to. No answers to be given. But, she didn't have the patience to figure it all out. And if she tried rewriting the letter now, it would never be sent.
Since midterm, Tally had been procrastinating on writing this letter to Abigal. She had received the address from Helen at Josh's advise, but hadn't been able to get herself to actually sit down and write something. It was all so complicated and she didn't know how to explain herself any better. She wanted to know what her mother was like as a child. She wanted to know why the Hawthornes threw her out of the family. She wanted to know if they ever thought about Eva or Tally. Did they even know? Did they know that Eva was dead or that she had children? Did they ever wonder?
These were the questions that Tally needed to have answered. Josh might have been okay with never knowing, but he was older at the time of their mother's death and probably had heard many stories from her. Tally didn't even remember her mother's face unless a picture was in front of her. It wasn't fair and Tally needed to know.
This letter could have all been avoided if her father had been willing to talk about it or even Helen, who had been her mother's best friend. But neither of them were willing to do so. Apparently the very thought of her mother made them suffer tremendous grief. So, she was left with no other alternative other than to contact the very people who had turned their backs to her mother the day Eva fell in love with Michael.
Eventually, Tally would have had to cross this path. She was an Empath, whether she wanted to be or not. And these abilities effected her every single moment of every single day. She needed to know how it was passed through the genes. Was it to all females or only by complete chance? Did her mother have such a rough go of things the way that she had? Was there any way of having complete control of it?
She needed to know.
The ink was dry when Tally finally decided that this letter was the best she could do. She was in the process of rolling it when someone decided to join her. She glanced up and greeted them with a small smile. "Afternoon."
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