Letter from Mary Jefferson to “M”, July 22

Dear M,

I know you say that I should never wish any living soul harm, but I fear that I am not as strong as you. I am filled with rage, and it is all directed toward B.

Just a few moments ago, I woke because J was rustling around in the cabin. As she did, she bumped a piece of paper off of B’s bag. I got up to pick up the paper, and when I did, I happened to see my name upon it. I know that I should not have snooped, but I could not help but read a few words. It was a letter to her friend, and it contained the cruelest things about me and A. Had it only been about me, perhaps I could have bore it. But the moment she included my dear, sweet A, I could no longer contain my anger.

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