We come to it at last. The end of the epic trilogy.
With that phone call, so began the 4th Age of Andrew's Life. The Golden Year, as it is know to some. Yeah, that was stupid.
Einstein once said, "How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?" I've found this to be true not only in the lives of my friends, but in my life as well. No human thing was ever as great as this.
About a week after we started, we talked on the phone for 3 hours. I was impressed. That's about all we did for the first little while: talk on the phone and sit together in church. Then in August, we had our youth choir retreat. We had lots of fun that weekend. The day we came home was her birthday. Her mom threw her a surprise party at Mazzios. She took me around and introduced me to the people I didn't know. We then got our own table together. That was about the closest we came to a date. I gave her WOW Gold (I was 12, shut up).
In early September, I finally realized why God had put us together. See, when we were in 3rd grade, Blair's parents got divorced. Her dad is a very evil man. He tortured her, her mother, and her siblings to no end afterwards. Many times after that, Blair contemplated comitting suicide. That's how bad it was. One night in that September, her dad met all of them in the parking lot of MEA, a local clinic, and beat her mother up. It wasn't too bad, just bruises and stuff. But it devastated all the kids. I comforted her as best I could. I wrote a card to her that had the lyrics to Michael W. Smith's
I Will Be Here For You on it. She had to go to court a LOT. It was a very hard time for everyone.
Things finally started getting better. In October, Ms. Tracy took Blair, me, and her two daughters to Atlanta. We stayed with her father and brother. We met them both outside the city, and one of her daughters went with him while her brother came with us. We went straight to the happiest place on earth: Turner Field. We the Braves play the Rockies in the first game of the final series of the year. My favorite player, Andres Galarragga, was the first baseman at the time. I screamed for him really loud, as well as Chipper and Andruw and everyone else. Tracy's dad'd company had season tickets, so she, me, Blair, and her oldest daughter Lacy got to sit in really good seats down the first base line. I've attached the only picture I have of the two of us together. Ain't we cute?
On the way to her dad's house, her brother and I exchanged jokes as Blair and I rested our heads on each other's shoulders. I slept on the couch with her dad, while Tracy and her girls slept in his room, and Blair slept wither her dad's fiance in the guest room. Her brother had his own room. He had the greatest chair in the history of the world. I can't remember what it was really like, but it hung from a pole. I woke up about 10 on Saturday morning. Everyone else was up (of course), and we sat around and played games all day. We decided we wanted to go to the game that night. We went to the grocery store to get stuff for dinner, and tried to buy tickets from the machine they had (Publix is such a cool place. I wish we had one). But, they were sold out. So we got dinner, spaghetti, and went home and ate. We decided to drive out to the park, cuz I remembered they sell one dollar standing room tickets on the day of the game. I payed for everyone, and we went and stood on the Coca-cola Skyfield. It was great. We just stood there, talked, and enjoyed the game. The Braves FINALLY won. I think we all slept on the way home.
We went to her old church on Sunday. It was fun. We went to worship service first. The music was a little odd. The choir did almost all of the singing, It was more of a concert than a community worship service. But whatever. The youth SS was in "The Hangar", because we were part of God's "Heir Force".

The youth minister was awesome. This was just after Steve had left us, and I thought this guy was just the kind of guy we needed. Our class was interesting. The teacher started by playing "I Want to Know You" by Sonicflood on his guitar. Then they taught about...something. Then we broke into small groups. I ended up with the long winded teacher. By the time I got out, everyone else was gone. I walked around for 5 minutes trying to find Blair and Tracy. We packed, and headed home.
Christmas came. She gave me a journal. I wrote in it a little. I never really got into it much. I like this journaling much better NEway. I gave her a heart shaped necklace, which I never saw her wear by the way. My birthday came. She gave me a God's Promises devotional, which I've never read. Valentine's Day came. I gave her three white roses, her favorites. She gave me a cup with a tiger on it with one of those tiny, heart shaped baloons and some candy.
About that time, she started taking sign language classes. So she'd sit with the sign langauge people on Sunday mornings. Every time I'd call, she'd never be there. When I'd try to approach her at church, she'd walk away. I had NO CLUE what was wrong. I didn't know if I'd done something, or what. It was all I could think about for three months. I was just so worried that I'd hurt her somehow.
May 25th. The 4th Age of Andrew's life ended with the forging of the One Letter. After church, she walked up and handed me a piece of paper. Didn't say a word. Just gave it to me and walked off. I was like "....uh oh." I came home, opened it, and read.
Dear Andrew,
I don't feel like God wants us to be together anymore. I feel our relationship has gone in the dumps. Sorry it didn't work out.
Blair
So began the 5th Age of Andrew's Life, the Age of Darkness. I have carried the One Letter in my wallet every day since then. I've tried to get rid of it many times, but I can't. It is my burden, until the 5th Age can end. I've wanted for all these years to ask her why she broke up with me. Maybe now that we are getting close again, I finally can.
Thanks to those who've sat through my tale. You have my love always. I'm tired, so I bid you adieu.