… even though we ain't got scratch …
To: The Boss
Date: March 9
It’s snowing again. Thirty-six inches.
Wolf Jester’s becoming so possessive. He didn’t want Mercedes to hitch to Florida alone. She found another hitchhiker; Wolf Jester didn’t like him. She got a ride, he didn’t like that. She was going to fly; problems emerged. Now Wolf Jester’s going, too.
He just left the swimming pool, had to catch her.
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