This month when I went to my Spokane Fiction Writer’s Group, we had the prompt to write something epistolary, (Meaning in the form of a letter.) It’s always fun to hear what other people come up with. One of the members of the group wrote his story in the form of an email to a ghost specialist. Another person brought in a cute little story about a guy studying for his thesis, who gets a note in a thick research book that he always uses at the library. Someone wrote a note asking him to go to coffee with her, and then he responded all too logically. There was great humor in the piece, and I loved the ending.
My story was a collection of emails sent between two researchers, and I’ll share that with you.
Dear Dr Stoddard,
We tried out a new serum today. HV-451. The results were quite promising. I do hope you can take a moment to look over the data. I still have a few questions about how the RNA reacts in the third test subject. I’ve attached the findings for your review.
By the way, we’ve all been missing you terribly in the lab. The guys say it isn’t the same without you. I hope you’ll be able to come back to work soon.
-Dr. Martha Harward
Attch: HV-451 test subject results
Dear Dr Harward,
Good work on the serum. I ran a full diagnostic on the test results and have attached my findings. You missed a few things. But that’s okay. We’ll get there eventually, despite my absence.
-Dr. James W. Stoddard, PhD
Attch: HV-451 diagnostic findings
Dear Dr Stoddard,
Brilliant interpretation. I never would have thought to isolate the double helix. We tried that today and were rewarded with spectacular results!
The excitement in the lab was palpable. You would have loved to have been here.
-Dr Martha Harward
Attch: Isolated Double Helix Findings
Dear Dr Harward,
I’ve known for a while now that we needed to isolate the double helix. It’s a little disappointing that you and the guys haven’t tried that by now. Time is of the essence, you realize that. We’re not playing games here. This is life and death.
-Dr. James W. Stoddard, PhD
Dear Dr Stoddard
I do realize that. I’m sorry. We’re doing the best we can. Unfortunately it doesn’t seem to be enough. No findings of note to report today.
Dear Dr Stoddard,
Still nothing of interest.
Dear Dr Stoddard,
A few findings for you to look over.
-Dr. Martha Harward
Attch: HV-764 test subject results
Dear Dr Stoddard,
I haven’t heard back from you in several days. I do hope you are feeling well.
Dear Dr Harward,
I apologize for my absence. I haven’t been feeling well at all. Keep up the good work. Lives depend on this research.
Dear Dr Stoddard,
I’m sorry. It was inappropriate of me to show up at your home unannounced. I know you said you were fine, but I couldn’t help but notice the rash. How long have you been infected, and why have you told no one? We could have been helping you. You should be at the hospital! The world needs you, James, and you can’t be so careless. Go get admitted, this instant!
-Martha
Dear Dr Harward… Martha, how I’ve longed to tell you that I’m infected, but so are millions of other individuals. I knew it would only worry you, and you need your focus. My life, and the lives of so many others, rest in your beautiful hands now. All I can do is make every effort to crack this serum before it’s too late. Here at home I can help with that. I have the tools and resources I need here, but not at the hospital. I’ve been taking care of myself the best that I can, the best that anyone can. And you know as well as I that being at the hospital will do me no good. There is no cure. Not yet. Finding that is up to you and I.
Thank you for coming, Martha. Under happier circumstances, I would have invited you in out of the cold. I would have loved to let you stay. As it is, Please don’t come to my house again. I can’t risk you getting infected. I couldn’t bear it.
-James
Dear James,
We will find this cure, I promise you. How far along are you? How much time do you have left?
Dear Martha,
I believe in you. I don’t want to tell you how far along I am. All I can say is that it might be too late for me already. If not for me, find the cure for everyone else. This work is greater than just one man’s life.
Dear James,
No. For you. AND for everyone else. Here are today’s findings. We’re close, James. Just hold on. You MUST hold on.
Attch: HV-846
James? Did you receive the attachment?
James? Please respond.
Dear James,
We’ve found it. We’ve found the cure. It works.
I’m heading to your place right now.
Martha,
Don’t come. too fargone. no hopes for me. i’m sorry.
Dear Dr Brown,
Please keep me apprised of Dr Stoddard’s condition. I should very much like to know when I will be able to visit him.
-Dr Martha Harward
Dear Dr Harward,
The patient is no longer infectious. Visitation is possible at any time. But I must warn you, his condition is not very favorable. I’m sorry to say the prognosis is not good. I have contacted his next of kin about their wishes for him. They are not in favor of artificially prolonging his life.
-Dr. Frank Brown
Dear James,
This is the last day of your life. Even though I know there will never be a response to this email, I have to put it out there. I can’t help but feel that I’m responsible for all of this. If I had just worked harder, if I had seen those results sooner, you wouldn’t be in the hospital on life support, your family wouldn’t be gathering around you, ready to disconnect everything. They say it happens tomorrow. The world loses a brilliant scientist, but not only that, a good man. It’s so unfair! Everything is so unfair! I can’t stand this, James. The thought of them killing you tomorrow, taking you off of life support when there’s so much…
I loved you, James. I’ve loved you for years! And now they’ve taken you away from me.
I’m so sorry, James. Please forgive me!
Love, Martha
Dear Martha,
They tells me you kills yourself. you does it to soon. doesn’t wait for final answer. they taked me off life support and i breathed on my own. i never can be sciensist again. feel dumb as rocks, really. but will live, and now must live alone. say you loved me for years, but then go and do something like this?
so beautiful, dear Martha, and brilliant. but stupid. how very stupid.
suppose i shouldn’t be mad at you. just sad and angry that you took yourself away from me. Hurts, Martha. Hurts real bad.
Love Jim Stoddard









