Today I was handed a large manila envelope. Oh. Legal business.
Inside, a half plea/half threat not to type any further into the past, in exchange for reverting back to the proposal conditions that I agreed to originally and not whatever Caleb had detailed in the unread contents of the envelope Lochlan burned.
Amazing what it takes to keep Caleb under control.
Amazing what it takes to keep me there.
And tucked between the pages of my order to Fleece & Insist was another fucking dark grey envelope! The nerve! I was so pissed I opened it on the spot.
Wish I hadn't. It's so easy to have to comply and so difficult to be asked to consider.