Nice paper trail you left: the history of abuse, the testimony of isolation; horror stories you told me that you said I didn't know the half of. Time enough now to doubt them all, and even as you were coaxing "I love yous" from my lips, not once did 'betrayal' cross my mind as I pulled the trigger. Now that is true love. You deserve an Oscar, you were the best I ever will see. Have to go now - the exercise yard is open and I owe Spider a pack of smokes for the pen and paper to write this....