*locked to Lauren, Mel and Alex*

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

I got a postcard this morning.

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[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

A postcard?

That's all?

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

ooc- sorry! got caught up in things! Am back now!


Yeah. Just a postcard. Not anything of substance either. Apparently she was just checking in and is thinking about us everyday. *shakes head*

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

Not fucking hard enough.

Postmark on it?

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Uh. Three days ago. From New York. Which still doesn't tell us much except that she was in the state somewhere three days ago.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*very low, holding back her anger at this woman*

Your sisters? They work, they're in school? Is there enough money coming into the house?

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

*looks down, feeling ashamed for being in this situation despite not being responsible for it anyway*

Yeah, we're fine. It's only been like a month anyway. We've got money.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*very firm* You know that there are plenty of people more than willing to take up the slack she left, right? Not just your sisters.

You have a big family, hon. And we care about you.

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

*nods* I know. I care about you too. I promise to keep you posted and let you know when we need something. I promise.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*very soft* You know when people get frustrated by this, it's not about anything you did. We're angry at your mom. Same as I am at the biological parents of Addie's boys.

You were a precious gift to her, sweetie, and she's not treating you very well.

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

Why? My mom didn't mean anything. She just made a decision. She probably thought it was best and I'm not a baby. She wouldn't have just left me if I couldn't take care of myself.



*shrug* She doesn't mean anything by it. She doesn't.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*gives him a big hug* I'm sorry, honey. I know she didn't mean anything by it. I'm sorry I said it.

*releases him* And you are not a baby. I would never say that.

[joeydutton.livejournal.com]

*clutches and lets himself cry*

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.


I know.

[writer-mel.livejournal.com]

*holds the boy tightly, rocking him a little, letting him cry the way he let her* It'll work out, honey. She loves you and we love you and we'll work it out. She knew we would help. It's okay.