Dear Writer Lady

I can’t believe it took you this long to figure out I was a double-agent. (You’re not very smart sometimes, you know that.)

And would you quit freakin’ out about the shovel thing already? It’s not like it hurt her or anything.

Love ya toots,
-Leo

ps – I wanna drive the TT. Make Emrys let me. Or I’ll steal it. And I bet that would mess with your “outline”.