Dearest Naomi,
It shall be my final regret that the tenor of these words will seem wholly unfamiliar to you.
Nowhere is it written that a father must love his offspring. I am loading a pistol and I am going to meet our son. Should you find this before I retrieve it, I grant you full liberty to think me mad. If that is the case, know then that it is the madness of fatherly love. More than this I cannot say.
Your loving husband,
Joshua
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