9 may, 2008
C/O Wisconsin State Penitentiary
Dear Mary and John,
I said no such thing. For My sake, there I was on the beach at Cabo, sipping something with a paper umbrella and a lot of rum, when the cabana boy brought me a paper to peruse. There. You. Were. I never told you praying would make her good as new! I can’t even hear you; I’m on vacation in Cabo San Lucas! Oh, Me… you people give me the creeps.
Not So Much Wishing You Were Here,