|The Triggerman's Apprentice
Author: Elodie the Scribe PM
He was a coldhearted, violent murderer. She was a shy, mousy teenage girl. But he lost a sister, and she lost a mother. A single death brought them together. Together, they'll rip their enemies apart. It won't be pretty...Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Friendship - Mordecai H. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,070 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Published: 07-05-11 - id: 7150032
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A/N: Hello, all! Elodie here! Obviously...
Just a quick word before we begin: I am a Christian, and became a Lackadaisy fan only about a week ago or so. SO, I'll need help on writing characters IC, making sure everything fits the 1920's, and also that I portray Jewish ceremonies and traditions correctly. Concrit would be very much appreciated.
Enjoy the story!
My Dearest Mordecai,
I write to you to tell you the awful news. I am still in denial that this truly happened. It is almost too painful to write! But you must know. You would want to know.
Little Rosie is dead, along with David. They were in an automobile accident. The police say that their brakes malfunctioned. It was lunchtime, and David had decided to take Rosie out. Oh, can you imagine? Happily riding along, headed for your favorite restaurant, and then the next second you have died.
Even worse: they left behind a daughter. You remember Tansy, that young girl they adopted from the orphanage so soon after they married? The poor dear, orphaned a second time! How horrible for her! Especially when you consider just how much David's family disapproved of her; he will not be there to protect his daughter from their comments. I wonder what will happen to that girl, once everything is over?
The funeral is in two days. I hope you will come. If you do, I also hope you will stay for the seven days of mourning and the reading of the will. I know I will stay at Rosie's house with Tansy during that time. She needs someone to look after her. We will tear our clothes when we bury the couple, so no need to do it now.
My prayers are with you, son. Again, I hope you come. You took care of Rosie when the both of you were little, so I can only imagine how you feel. Coming to the funeral may help those feelings, no?