padrig sweeney | district one | fin [cb]

Envelopes and addresses tell a story of the world.

Violet sends a letter to Dean every other week. Dean replies on the alternate week. This one is a love story for Padrig but unbeknownst to him, his delivery service has turned him into a mule for the pair that are far from the star-crossed lovers in his head. So many names and so many addresses of different homes, the global positioning system of District One is all built inside his head.

It is a shame the letters between his parents abruptly ended.

A divorce comes with a ton of paperwork that had to be carried from the lawyer to his mom’s then to his Pa’s, sometimes on a detour to the Town Hall and then back to the lawyer again. He carried the final letter to his Pa’s, back to his home. The final sheet of paper that would settle it, all that was needed was a fine print of ink…but Padrig has not been back to the lawyer’s office with that devastating brown envelope. And damn, he is glad.

A crumbling family that only holds together for a moment during the holidays. Much to his twin brother’s dismay, Padrig relishes those precious rare occasions where they all fake to enjoy each other’s company.

Those memories of spending every waking hour with his brother, the spitting image of each other except Padrig inherited his Pa’s vision. It is all just in the past now and now there is a leaking storm cloud that hovers over the family.

He has noticed that his mom has dropped the family name. The envelopes are the only clue that Padrig has as to what is going on inside his mom’s head. It is what’s inside that tells the truth.