For the record, the last three days have been a delight. Talking to you on the phone like teenage sweethearts.. ANYWAY, I also wanted to go on the record to say, weekly visits are killing me. Not the visits themselves, but the week gap between them. The dying part (selfish part) of me wants to demand that Josh put a small single person unit in the back seven and demand you move in; just so you're close again. The jealous part of me has some nasty designs for R (who hurt you) and K (who may mean well, but is also a dangerous snake), and it's strength is on the rise. K has apparently told D the reason you were kicked off the ranch was because you laid hands on people here. I set him straight (not on the actual why) but on the actual NOT why of the eviction. I want to tell you about this revelations, but I don't want to add stress to your shoulders. But Otsoa, please, be careful how far you trust her to help you.

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