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My Dearest, Connor

by orphan_account

ao3:18360752 · 1,386 words

Teen Major Character Death M/M

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Summary

"Do you think losing people in shelters is going to become a pattern? That seems to be the way things are going. We got to the shelter, and Brendon “fell asleep”. Dead before the doc even got a chance to see what was going on. Iz has been sick now too since the last time I wrote. Let's hope the same fate doesn’t befall her. Though to be totally honest, I can’t say I’d be very surprised if she did. I’ll see if I can get her to go a little bit further, but I doubt it. It seems I’ll be stuck here for a little while. The shelter’s cozy, at least. The people who work here are kind, for the most part. Lots of them are eyeing me, they probably think it’s strange I didn’t react when Brendon passed. Ah well, either Iz agrees to get back on the road or we wait until she’s gone."-----------Alex writes to Connor in the trying times of the 1930s dust bowl. Otherwise known as that English project I mentioned on Tumblr.

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  • Original Characters Doing Original Things [3]