Dear Stephen, I'm just popping in to check my email before we commence with Howie'sceremony. You'll be glad to know that it's a beautiful day outside for a ceremony. I will try to take a picture to share with you, but just imagine: a beautiful field in the middle of nowhere, with a big black horse and a cherry tree. Howie will be buried underneath said tree, and I can visit him whenever I want.

Your update on Donna's health is quite concerning. I know I have asked this before, but is Dr. John a suitable and credentialed doctor? I have friends in the medical field, and I am sure they would be willing to give their opinions.

I'm sorry I have made you upset. I am not sure what I have done wrong this time. Remember, the banks are closed over the weekend, so I can't get my passports until Monday. I feel awful that I have upset you; I just can't deal with this today.

Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?

You never mentioned if you had a family or not.