notes/disclaimers
Dear Santa,
Remember me? Well, I know it's been a long time since
I last sent you a letter, but better late than never.
Let's see if I remember the routine. So that you know,
I have been a good girl this year. Well, as good as I
can be, at least. That ought to count for something,
right?
And this time, I am not writing for gifts. Of course,
if I could have a nice bottle from that new Calvin
Klein fragrance it would be so nice! My friend Estelle
said it is absolutely divine! And did you know that it
does wonders for your skin, too? Amazing!
Wait, that's not what I meant to say at all. Sorry.
I know that writing to you after the age of thirty
seems not healthy, but it was the astrologer's idea.
He said something about Saturn transit's favouring the
combination of internal dialogue with father figure
issues. Whatever. But he may have hit right on the
nail. Since this is not something I am going to
discuss with Ma or Father Biehan, I guess you are the
most likely candidate.
I want to ask something for Christmas, only it's not
for me. It's for my brother Ray. I mean, it's not like
he isn't discreet. Actually, he hides it pretty well,
but I know him.
I can see how his eyes change, and the way he looks at
Benton when he thinks no one is looking. Ray is my
brother, and I see beyond most people. Ray loves that
man so much that it gotta hurt. I can see that he is
hurting. It breaks my heart.
Love usually lift us up, right, and he shouldn't be in
such pain, but he fears he might lose Benton's
friendship. I know Ray'd rather have him near and yet
distant than lost forever to prejudice. Ray needs
Benton around him, just like he needs breathing. And
it is so romantic!
You should see it: the longing, the desire. Ray's
never like that. He ruins his suits, he gets back home
stinking various reeks, begs thing to people he hate -
all because Benton asks him to do stuff. Ray wouldn't
refuse him anything: a ride, a dog license for the
wolf, a phone call, a kidney or his heart. I know
Ray'd want to make love to Benton all night long,
sweet and slow. You may say, "But then, who wouldn't?"
and yeah, you are right about that.
But there is more. And it is sad. You see, I couldn't
miss the way Benton also looks at Ray when he thinks
nobody is looking. I don't know Benton as much as I
know Ray, but it's there. Santa, you should see it!
For a long time I dreamed that Benton could look at me
like that. That was before I figured out the truth, of
course.
He is so in love with Ray. His whole face lits up when
my brother enters the room, his body changes and he
just glows. I swear that even his hair gets better!
Impossible as it seems, Benton looks even more
beautiful when he is looking at Ray.
These two love each other so much, Santa, all they
need is a clue. Please, give them that clue. Anyone of
them, and I guarantee you it will work. You don't even
need to add a Christmas card or a beautiful wrapping
paper. Just leave it under the tree.
Thank you and Merry Christmas,
Francesca Vecchio.
PS - About that Calvin Klein fragrance, would you
please give it a thought? Thanks!
The End