...

(Sniffle)

Ach. This wasn't fair. You started the story all warm and fuzzy, and
here I was thinking "Oh, goodie! A warm and fuzzy! After the week I've
had, I really need a warm and fuzzy! I can always count on Richard
Lawson for warm and fuzzies!"

Then you proceed to whip out a rusty salad fork and dig my heart out.
Slowly.

And the worst part is that I can't hate you for it! I WANNA hate you,
but you write too damn well!

I was really looking forward to Atsuko becoming a mother, y'know. Damn
I'm a softie. Well, there's only one thing I can do, and that's request
that you write a warm fuzzy ASAP before I try and write another section
to Revenge's End. That story has enough angst in it without me trying to
write all depressed.

The Prime Sagittarian,
Alpha Centauri

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is
that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness
that frightens us."

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