Dear Jameson,

Superstition is a weapon wielded by the desperate and uneducated.  Jenny attacked me and I defended myself… thoroughly.  I had no hesitation because she was beyond help or negotiation.  Perhaps it  was all a favor.

Despite the red hair and pale skin, Jenny was a gypsy.  Magda’s sister, in fact.  She’s laid a curse on me.  I say it’s hogwash.

Unless it isn’t. I’m hopeful that I may be able to buy off your father and go to sunnier climes.  I will combe back for you.




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