You're forgiven my child until tomorrow when I get the chance to read the
avalanche of emails that came in betwixt the witching hour and my nimble
fingers. I sent another which you will like even less but the rack will be
yours if you insist. Mon pleasuuuure.
Meanwhile 10 Hail Mary's and a Glory Be.
Mistress Monk is orf t'bed.
> Now I'm going to hide until you bless me with your forgiveness -
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