But tell me. Did you expect this sweetheart? I would venture to guess that you didn't. I hope now you have some appreciation for the pain and humiliat...on I suffered when I found out that you were sleeping with that girl at your office. What's her name? Oh, no matter. I have nothing against her. It's you I'm disappointed in. You really should have known better. You know, just thinking about it again gets me so angry. To think I trusted you. The worst part is having everyone talking about it. Do. He would write in return, sharing as best he could the small things that made up his lonely existence . . . but never letting her know the extent of that loneliness. Then, after five years of joyful correspondence, the final email came. ‘Dear Cal . . .’ Her husband, now a college professor, had discovered her cache of emails and challenged her. He had not understood how she could have kept such a thing from him for so many years, and no amount of tears and confession would make up for the. Will and Rocky told him to fuck off, but the cousins, those motherfuckers would sell anybody and anything. And Rupie is throwing cash around like it’s going out of style. ‘I want us to try to figure out a way to keep Delgrasi Publications Delgrasi–and to give us inspiration, guys, if Rupie takes over, we-uns is all walkin’ the plank. With no severance.’ Jamie Whynch asked, ‘Can’t Delgrasi borrow the money to buy out the cousins? I mean the corporation of course…from a bank or a hedge fund or. I thought for a second and asked, Do you mean Cherryas in my girlfriend, Cherry? Bill said, Maybe, I dont know. I was ready to kick the ass of whoever told a stranger about my Cherry, but then Bill said, There was one more thing she told me to tell you, but it makes no sense at all to me. On the verge on anger, I asked, Whats that? He said, She said to tell you that shes glad she is alone on the playground. Does that mean anything to you? His question quickly became rhetorical when he saw my.