Dear Jane

Dear Jane,

I was elated beyond anything you can imagine to hear from you! I truly would appreciate a letter in the post, since my wife’s wandering eyes may be peeking through, even if she says she may not “care” I know it is a falsehood and I feel it’s a trap. She is insanely jealous and mad, she merely knows how to hide it better. I see her anger come through, I see it trying to stay hidden, I see the pain, the sadness, the ferocity, the fear. How is your art faring? I always miss you even if I do not say it everyday, I feel it. Do you miss me? Would you be sad if my letters somehow stopped?

In all honesty, the only way that would occur is if I would perish, or if you told me to stop. I still would write to you, but only in anguish.

Love, Edward