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Dear Pop,

Not to say that Victoria Winters wasn’t a lovely young woman, but she’s left me a pedagogical nightmare called David Collins.  Not only that, he misbehaves like nothing I’ve ever seen.  She was with him constantly for, what, two years?  His writing is atrocious, he knows only one poem, and the only thing he can add are ulcers to Mrs. Johnson.  And zero discipline or respect.  He beat the daylights out of Amy (who’ll need to attend the Margaret Evans School of Bully Busting), and all he gets one night of room service as punishment.  That, and he’s playing a morbid game with an old, junked-up phone.

Your jokes weren’t jokes, Pop.  These people… it’s not a family.  It’s a Greek tragedy.

Mags

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