Logan Evans

21. Senior Airman in the Air Force specializing in mechanical engineering. Learning to be a paratrooper soon. Bartender and Mechanic in my spare time.

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Sawyer                                                                                       December 5, 2016

Sawyer, don’t apologize. It’s...I’m sorry I’m not home with you. I promise I’ll be home soon. 

You’re going to kill finals. I know you are. Why wouldn’t you go back to Tree Hill? It’s where our home is. I get it though. Being anywhere else is way more fun. 

There is always good in this world, we just need to find it. 

Sorry this is so short. I’m on a time crunch. But I love you and I miss you everyday. 

Yours Always,  Logan

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Dear Logan,

I can’t help it but apologize. You definitely don’t need to though. You are doing what you love and saving people and fighting for our country. I’m proud of you always. Honestly? No, I’m not. But it’s just how things go.

In other news… finals are coming up. Next week. I’m not too worried about them but still. It’s the end of the semester. And then the holidays. I’m probably not going to go back to Tree Hill but I don’t really know where I will go. I don’t necessarily want to stay here, it’s like the arctic, but it’s what I will most likely end up doing, staying in Boston.

I hope you are continuing to see bright lights in the sea of darkness over there. That you continue to meet people like the woman you met at the start. I think of you often. You are always in my dreams. Every night.

I miss you. I love you. Always.

Sawyer

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Call|| Sawyer <3

S: "Yeah... I've always wanted one with you too. I never imagined it going this way though. But I guess I've never really done things traditionally."

L: "We haven't done anything traditionally. We'll be okay baby. I promise."

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Sawyer                                                                                              Nov. 29, 2016

I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I’m not there for you. Please don’t apologize. You have nothing to apologize for sweetheart. I love you. Are you okay?

Always Yours, 

Logan

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Dear Logan,

I went to the doctor. Turns out I’m not pregnant. Sorry I caused all of that commotion for nothing.

Sawyer.

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Call|| Sawyer <3

S: "You have to say that," she pointed out. "Are you okay?"

L: "I don't have to say that. And yeah. Sawyer I'm more than okay. Surprised definitely. But more than okay. I've always wanted a family with you."

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Call|| Sawyer <3

S: "I know you will. I wouldn't doubt that... If I really am, the next time you see me I'm going to be all big and fat," she scrunched up her nose.

L: "Shush. You'll look perfect."

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Call|| Sawyer <3

S: "I love you too..." she told him, wiping under her eyes. "I don't even know for sure... I've been too scared to find out. I know I need to go to the doctor. I didn't mean to freak you out or anything..."

L: "You didn't freak me out and no matter what, I'm with you 100%. I love you and I'm gonna be there for you." He promised her.

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Call|| Sawyer <3

S: She couldn't help but gasp at his voice. "L-Logan?" she repeated sitting up in her bed and bringing her blankets up close. "H-how are you calling?" she asked confused before she realized this really was Logan and the tears began to fall down her cheeks. "I miss you."

L: "I miss you too sweetheart." He said into the phone. "One of my buddies let me have one of his calling cards. After I got your letter...I knew another letter wouldn't do it justice." He whispered softly. "Sawyer, I love you and this doesn't change anything with us. Yeah it's gonna be a bitch with me across the globe but you'll have me through it all."

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Call|| Sawyer <3

S: Sawyer was laying in bed napping when her phone rang. She reached over and answered before looking to see who was calling. "Hello?"

L: After not hearing her voice for so long, even her simple hello almost brought him to tears. "Sawyer, it's me. It's Logan."

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Call|| Sawyer <3

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Addison & Abby,                                                                         October 17, 2016

I hope all is well and you both are okay after the hurricane. I got to Syria and it’s just...sad all over the place. I did speak with a native woman yesterday and she refused to let all of this get her down and I really think we need more people like that in the world. 

I’ve showed off pictures of Abby to anyone who will listen to me. They guys in my unit have all just taken to smiling indulgently at me when I talk about you and Abby and Sawyer. Most of them don’t have a family so they don’t really understand yet, but they will. There is an older guy I get on with well who has a family at home. His girls are 7 and 9 and he has a baby boy who’s 2. I hope I get to meet them one day. He talks about them like they put the stars in the sky...kind of how I talk about you guys. It’s nice. 

I miss you and I really hope to hear from you soon. I’m sending all of my love.

Yours,  Logan

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Sawyer, 

It is Monday, October 17th. I got the letter you sent me and I can’t express in words how much I’m missing you. I hope you’re safe after that hurricane, though I’m sure that you are. And you’re right, we will get our chance to lay in bed all day during the hurricane. 

I’m not mad that you didn’t tell me about Berklee. As a matter of fact, I’m so damn proud of you. I’m proud of you for following your dreams and for going for it. That’s all I’ve ever wanted you to do. Music is your blood, Sawyer. Make it yours. More people care about you than you even know. Especially me and especially your mother. Please tell her before you leave. I love you. 

When I get home, we are absolutely moving in together. It’s not like you didn’t practically live with me before I left anyway. :) I did find your letters and I loved them. I haven’t opened them all at once even though I really really want to. 

It’s kind of crazy over here. Nothing major yet or anything but just a lot of sadness. But I did talk to one native yesterday and she had the most amazing outlook on life. She knew all this bad stuff was happening all around her and she was still finding ways to stay positive. We need more people like her in this world. 

Don’t ever apologize for rambling. I’m always happy to listen or in this case read. I love you more than anything Sawyer. From now until the end of time, I promise you. Until next time. 

Yours Always,  Logan

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Convo|| Sawyer&Logan

S: "I love you," she told him as she continued to cry into his neck, his tshirt surely getting stained with her tears.

L: "I love you too, Sawyer. So much." He whispered back, afraid to speak any louder or let her go.

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Convo|| Sawyer&Logan

S: Sawyer nodded her head, everything beginning to sink in causing the tears to fall faster as she buried her face into his neck, gripping onto his shirt.

L: He held on to her tightly, his own tears falling from his eyes. He wasn't ready to leave her behind.

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Convo|| Sawyer&Logan

S: "I know... I know you don't have a choice. I knew it was going to happen at some point... It doesn't mean it sucks or hurts any less," she said as the tears finally began to fall. "But you'll come home... in 6 months, you'll come home."

L: "In 6 months I'll come home. I'll come home and we can start our life together." He whispered, pulling her into his arms.

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Dear Logan,

It’s Saturday, October 8th… well I guess it’s technically Sunday since it’s like 2 in the morning as I’m writing this. I figured it’s as good a time as any to start writing you. It already feels like forever since you left on that plane and I’m missing you like crazy. I’m actually sitting in your house right now as I write this. Hurricane Matthew has officially hit and since I don’t have you to cuddle up with, I at least can lay in your bed, as close as I’m going to get for the time being. This storm is crazy but we definitely aren’t getting hit as hard as other states. It would be fun if you were here but we live in NC so I’m sure our chance of spending the day through a hurricane together will come again. 

I’m here until Monday before I’m off to Boston. I guess I didn’t really get the chance to tell you before you left… Remember that time I disappeared for like a week? Well I was auditioning for Berklee College of Music. Don’t be mad that I didn’t tell you. I was just opening myself back up to music and I was scared to share it with anyone. Even you. Which is weird because I’m always open with you. So I’m sorry. But please please please don’t be upset. Anyway, I got in! Crazy, right? Who would’ve ever thought I’d be going to college? Definitely not me! I’m majoring in Professional Music with concentrations in Songwriting and Performance. It’s weird telling anyone this… I haven’t told anyone yet. I know, crazy since I’m leaving in two days… I just don’t know that anyone will care. No one but you.

I don’t know if I’ll last, it’s just something to pass the time until you get home. I don’t like being in Tree Hill without you. I never really have. When you get home, I’ll come home. I can get an online degree in Songwriting through Berklee. But at least for now, experiencing what it’s like to be a college student, it’s not an awful idea…? Right? It’s not like I’ll be able to afford it for much more than a semester… 

I can’t help but think of when you come home… What it will be like. Where we will be. Hopefully we will get to move in together like we talked about before you left… Really be able to start our lives together. That’s what I want. What I dream about.

Oh and I also snuck a whole pile of letters in your bag. One for every mood you might be in. You can’t open them all at once! I’m assuming you found them by now so I might be late in my warning.

Sorry, I’m doing a whole lot of rambling. I miss you like crazy. And I love you even more than that. I put a picture of myself in here, just so you don’t forget about me. I was going to be much naughtier in this letter but I don’t know if your commander reads it first or some crap.

I love you, Logan Alexander Evans. I’m counting the days until I get to be in your arms again.

See you soon,

Sawyer