Today's exclusive excerpt, and the video which follows, was one of my favorite "blurs" to create. As I wrote it, I knew that 99.9% of readers either wouldn't know that there was more to it than what was on the page, or just wouldn't care. But I wrote it anyway. For the .1%, yes, but also for myself.
Abigail's written story begins with the following letter, written by our heroine to Jacqueline Onassis on March 17, 1994, as the former First Lady approached death. This letter serves as a foreword of sorts toI've Loved These Days, book one in the series. It is not until book two, Scenes From Highland Falls, that the reader is provided a cryptic glimpse of the correspondence which merited Abigail's reply.
If the reader is really thinking, they'll figure that much out. It won't take much effort to realize the connection between those two letters. But taking it deeper? What more can be learned about the "blur" between reality and Abigail's story?
The answer is in the clip. (And yes...I am giving away a secret here!) When John F. Kennedy Jr. addressed the media after his mother passed away, he quoted Abigail Phelps. Welcome to the .1%. I hope you will read the Abigail Phelps Series, and when you do, you will know...
Abby wrote a letter to Jackie, and John read it. And why does that matter? Well, that you don't get to know until book three...
Dear Mrs. Onassis,
It was such a lovely gift to receive your letter. I did receive some advance notice that it was on its way, of course, but I can’t tell you how touched I was when it showed up in my mailbox. I’m so very sorry that your health is as it is and, as is often the case in life, I wish we didn’t wait for dire circumstances to force us into conversations which should have taken place years ago. And I want to apologize for my share of that blame.
The twelve years since you and I last spoke have not been without their challenges, have they? I’m not certain, however, that I can agree with your assertion that all of the difficulties between John and myself stem from that day. Truthfully, they go back further, and I shoulder the responsibility. Be that as it may, he and I are in a good place now, and I can’t ask for more than the friendship we have developed. It’s the most important of my life.
And then there are your other assertions, which I wish I could deny. I wish I could laugh about how far off-track you are, but of course I can’t. You’re absolutely right. He knows it and I know it, though I really had no idea that you knew it as well. I shouldn’t be surprised, I suppose. He always said you knew from the very first day – which is why you gave him the ring. That very first time you met me you knew that he would never be the same again, didn’t you?
For the record, I was never the same again either. And while times have changed and opportunities have been lost, I still know in my heart of hearts that I never will be. But we can’t go back, and we can’t undo. What’s more, I don’t really want to. While my life is not perfect, it is uniquely, ridiculously mine, and I would not trade it.
So, put away the regret. I have. It didn’t take me long to discover that it didn’t do me any good, and it didn’t do him any good. But thank you. Thank you for acknowledging that you wish it had gone a different way – there’s nothing wrong with that, is there? And while I don’t regret, I’m not too proud to admit that yes, I wish some things had gone a different way as well.
Please take care of yourself. Relish these days, surrounded by your friends and your family and your books, and the people and things that you love. And please know that my affection for you remains strong. You never said an unkind word to me, and I thank you for that.
And yes, don’t worry - I promise to take care of him for you.
With sincere affection,
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