March 15th, 1891
E.,
You sure told me, I definitely won't come near your little bastard now I'm so afraid.
You couldn't kill me even if you did have the guts.
I'll make you a deal, if your baby kills you I promise I won't lay a finger on it. Otherwise I make no assurances. Who knows, I might not even get the chance if your family think it's illegitimate. What a shame that would be...
A.
