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Dear Mabel,

When the juice had gone out of the stew, I knew that unnatural forces were loose in the house.  Right after, my idiot husband brought home a witch!  It was the one who killed my father’s cattle.  My fool husband brought him into the cell in our home. Never once did Jim offer to remove his ring which bears the Devil’s Mark!  Quentin Collins is under my roof!  I told Jim that after that hullabaloo with the klezmer orchestra, that this cell was to be used by clean, reverent people only.  Pray for me.

In faith,

Mildred Ward

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