Depressed Pathetic Swine,I am glad for your depressed state. You have earned your suffering.

Fear and discomfort is not love, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you had threatened your wife into marrying you, for the sake of your pride. My husband was only ever shown a proper attitude, followed by love as we courted and married.

I do not need money. Papa would have taken care of me even if, unimaginably, I had become a spinster. And I was raised with him, I never insisted upon him to take care of me. I am no leech, but I assume you leech power and whatever else has given you means of living.

I doubt that I draw no emotion from you. You, the one who started with the childish name calling and belittlement. You, with your nasty words and assumptions. That takes effort and time, time that one would only take if the time and effort was worth it. Don’t deny it, don’t become even more pathetic than you already are.

You have earned no explanation as to why my letter is late.
With pure hatred,
Mrs. Lyness