"Not personally," Billy admitted with a sheepish smile, as he tugged off his sunglasses finally. "But I know someone who does and he gave me this." On the word, he pulled out the envelope and slapped it into the man's open hand. "I'm told that when he heard about you, and about what Mark was doing for you, he was incredibly moved."
The envelope was sealed. In it was a handwritten letter in a very neat, careful hand, the sheet torn off a yellow legal pad. It read:
Roger,
I wish I knew more about you so I had more to say than this brief letter will contain. But I honestly can't thank you enough. For as little as my fans see of me, I see just as little of them. It seems the world thinks I am behind a one-way mirror, but it is more a solid brick wall with heavy soundproofing. So just hearing about you has given me more inspiration than I've had in years.
Please know that even though we cannot meet, you have made a very important difference in one person's life. It pains me to know that I cannot meet you myself. Or if I could, I could not tell you who I was.
From what I've been told, I assume you're a musician yourself. I hope to some day hear your music, and be inspired all over again. As it is, just knowing I've touched one life so much is enough to last me for years.
Stay strong, CHAOS
The name was a wild signature, the slash that crossed both the H and A at the same time seemed to strike out the entire word.
Billy watched Roger with some apprehension, gripping the edge of the table. He'd never written anything like this, and certainly never had occasion to see a person's reaction to such a thing. He felt like he was back in high school, passing notes. "I heard you liked me, is that true? Check yes or no."
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The envelope was sealed. In it was a handwritten letter in a very neat, careful hand, the sheet torn off a yellow legal pad. It read:
Roger,
I wish I knew more about you so I had more to say than this brief letter will contain. But I honestly can't thank you enough. For as little as my fans see of me, I see just as little of them. It seems the world thinks I am behind a one-way mirror, but it is more a solid brick wall with heavy soundproofing. So just hearing about you has given me more inspiration than I've had in years.
Please know that even though we cannot meet, you have made a very important difference in one person's life. It pains me to know that I cannot meet you myself. Or if I could, I could not tell you who I was.
From what I've been told, I assume you're a musician yourself. I hope to some day hear your music, and be inspired all over again. As it is, just knowing I've touched one life so much is enough to last me for years.
Stay strong,
CHAOS
The name was a wild signature, the slash that crossed both the H and A at the same time seemed to strike out the entire word.
Billy watched Roger with some apprehension, gripping the edge of the table. He'd never written anything like this, and certainly never had occasion to see a person's reaction to such a thing. He felt like he was back in high school, passing notes. "I heard you liked me, is that true? Check yes or no."