Fiction: Group 3
letters read the word ASTRONOMY. Peter began to think about Mr. Cooper and then started to feel
guilty. He had remembered how he had considered reading the book before, and then he completely forgot.
“ I wonder what he’s up to right now?” Peter said to himself. He opened to the front page. In bright blue
there was a message. Peter read aloud to himself. “Dear Peter, I wish to meet you again in the near future. I
am very proud of you, and thank you for being the best student a teacher could hope for.” At the end of the
message was Mr. Cooper’s e-mail address.
Peter rushed to his computer and flipped it open. Opening his e-mail, he typed Mr. Cooper’s e-mail
address.
Dear Mr. Cooper,
I’m not sure if you remember me, I was your old student until I moved to Hong Kong. I just wanted to
thank you for everything you helped me through, and for being the best teacher. If you happen to find
yourself in Hong Kong, perhaps we can meet up?
Thanks, Peter Reid
Peter slumped slowly into his bed covers and embraced the feeling. He thought of reconnecting with Mr.
Cooper and catching up on life. Peter smiled at the thought of Mr. Cooper. As the sun crept through the
slits of the curtains, Peter grumpily moved out of bed. BEEP! Peter’s computer got a notification.
Could it
be Mr. Cooper?
He read his e-mail. Excitement rushed up Peter’s spine and throughout his whole body as
he read an email from the one and only Mr. Cooper!
Dear Peter,
It is very nice to hear from you! I happen to be in the Hong Kong area because I retired and decided to
travel the world. We should meet each other! How about near the Pearl River Delta?
Thanks, Mr. Cooper
Peter and Mr. Cooper e-mailed each other back and forth to make plans. Peter couldn’t wait to hear his
exciting stories and tell him about graduation. Peter rushed out the door and into the convertible he was
given for graduation. Driving past the speed limit, he pulled up next to the spot they planned to meet. Peter
walked around kicking his feet at the grass and staring at the Pearl River as it flowed by. As Peter started
making shapes out of clouds, wondering if Mr. Cooper could find his way, an elderly man sat beside him.
Peter turned his head around to politely ask the man beside him to move. But, there was something about
the old man that seemed familiar.
“Mr. Cooper!” Peter exclaimed.
“Peter! How nice it is to see you again.”
Soon, an hour flew right over Peter’s head. Mr. Cooper stood up and started breathing heavily.
“Are you okay?” Peter asked worried.
Mr. Cooper did not answer. He started panting really heavily. Peter quickly dialed 9-1-1 and requested an
ambulance. Mr. Cooper bent over onto his side and closed his eyes.
“ Just hang in there, you’ll be alright,” Peter reassured.
“Perhaps we will see each other in another life,” Mr. Cooper said, eyes swelling up with tears. Peter nodded
slowly and said the last thing Mr. Cooper would hear.
“Perhaps.”
Mr. Cooper died that afternoon, looking peacefully across the Pearl River Delta.
