Is there no end to my faults?  I allowed Young Loomis the freedom of my home and he steals family heirlooms and then has the cheek to blame The Lad!  Mr. Evans was blinded forever by Angelique for assisting me in my battles against her.  I returned home to find The Lad attempting to strangle Young Loomis.  While I completely sympathize with The Lad, I was suddenly in the position of teaching a rather advanced morality tale, and my only ready text was the cane by which I struck Adam again and again in the name of peace and rational dialogue.

I am losing count of the lives I ruin.  My only response is to remind myself that I am the instrument of Angelique’s madness.  With each sin, my desire for her   answer grows.  How plead you, Angelique?



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