Letters on Lavender Lane

By Ainsley Zinnia

When two people fall in love, is there anything you can do to stop them? No, there really isn't. As Charlie and Owen go from strangers, to friends, to lovers what could possibly go wrong? The answer is everything. Can one live without the other?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zinnia Publishing
• Release date: Nov 13, 2024
• ISBN: 9798330392155

Ainsley Zinnia

An author with a deep (and slightly concerning) love of flamingos. He also enjoys baking and cooking. He loves listening to Taylor Swift and watches all kinds of television. He has one cat.

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Ainsley Zinnia

This book is dedicated to Bob Denwalds for helping me with all the things that goes into this and life.

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Once in a lifetime you meet someone who changes everything.

-Unknown

November 1

Today was a school day. I wish I would’ve stopped at my locker prior to going to third period, but Tyler was finally talking to me again and I just wanted to keep it that way.

He apparently decided that not talking to me is a great way to stop a friendship from blossoming. Paige said he was being toxic, but I think it was just him adjusting back to a regular life after moving.

I’ve always lived on Penelope St, but y’know, they all talk about how rough it is to move. Mum and Dad don’t EVER talk about moving and I guess that’s a good thing. I have a pretty good life here, but I want to explore. We don’t even leave the city unless Tanya relapses over in Connecticut.

Shit. Oliver’s knocking on my door and screaming at me. Gtg. I’ll write soon.

November 3

Tyler stopped talking to me again. He left a note in my locker and hasn’t even looked at me. Tanya relapsed. I’m sitting in my least favorite park while Oli plays with some random person’s dog; I’ve apologized a hundred times.

What a shitty day. I never thought it would happen again. Second time this semester. I’m so fucking mad at Tanya and at Tyler and at Paige and at life.

November 4

Hey man. You left this at your least favorite park. I figured I would write in it real quick. You seem chill; except for the whole part where I’m worried you’re suicidal, but I’ll get there later.

The shit with Tyler seems rough, but Paige is right; sorry I read a bit, I’m a bit nosey. You really shouldn’t hang out with him. He only wants to hang out with you on some occasions and then uses you. GET AWAY BRO.

From your later entry, sorry about Tanya’s relapse. It’s difficult to care for someone with those types of problems, but from what I can tell you guys are pretty good about it.

As far as hating everyone+life, just please promise me that you aren’t suicidal. If you are and you need someone to talk to, 988 please.

Just put this back on my doorstep (1847 Thomas Street) to let me know that you are fine and I’ll get you back to you ASAP. :)

November 5

Thank you, thank you, thank you! I couldn’t thank you enough for just bringing this back to me and not selling it as gossip or something ridiculous like that.

Tyler just moved and he is getting back in the groove of normal life. It’s only been a few weeks. I understand. My school is where all new kids come and this is always happens. Paige is just a Nervous Nellie.

Tanya’s doing okay. She’s in a hospital. We can’t even visit her. She’s not even allowed to call us, but Mum and Dad keep calling the hospital trying to get info, but they won’t give anything up because Tanya’s a legal adult. Sorry, I write in run-ons when I get nervous. Only writing. Not speaking. Sorry. I’m being weird.

I don’t hate everything. I’m not suicidal, mostly because my parents could not handle that. I’m trying hard though to cope with everything on my own. I’m doing okay. I don’t need to talk to someone. Thanks though.

I like this human interaction in a form of not interaction interaction. If you want, I’ll share this with you. I can kinda get to know you? Never mind. Just bring this back. That was a stupid thing to suggest.

November 6

No problem. My name is Owen. I also like this form of human lack of interaction.

I’m glad Tanya’s doing well. I’m sorry the hospital isn’t letting you know anything. Keep me posted.

You aren’t being weird. It’s completely understandable. I have better grammar when I’m calm.

I’m glad you’re not suicidal. What do you mean your parent’s couldn’t handle it? Sorry, you don’t have to answer. If you ever need to talk, I’m here in writing.

Like I said, it’s not a stupid idea. If you need to write, that’s what you need to do. I think I’m a pretty chill guy. Idk. I’m awkward, but that’s about it.

November 10

Sorry for the late reply. We went to Connecticut. Tanya is back in her house and we caught her drinking more. She’s absolutely not going to make three more years at this rate. We got rid of all the alcohol, but there’s really nothing we could do to stop her from getting more once we left. Her supplier brings it right to her couch. She doesn’t even have to move an inch. It’s ridiculous. Sorry. It’s traumatic. Oli is only seven and he already has to deal with these harsh truths.

The name’s Charlie.

I’ll try to keep you posted, (I generally ignore it when people strike through things that they don’t want me to read. I read it anyways. :)) but I’ll be going between Connecticut and here for the next couple of weeks.

My dad is an ER nurse and my mum is an orchestra director. They both have jobs that take a lot of time and they often don’t have time to hang out with me and Oli. They try, but they often end up with