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My evening of revenge for the dead cows is just the beginning.  Witchcraft is one thing, but when it comes at the cost of my cows, Quentin Collins, then I’m riled.

My cows!  Quentin, why would you?  What did they ever do to you?????

Love,

Mordecai

 

ed note: Written in the hand of Gabriel Collins

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