Jean
Poor thing. I'm sorry for bothering you while sick. And I'm ever so glad you have a kind man to look after you.
I'm alright. Far better than I was, but still... upset. Mother called to tell me that I wasn't welcome home until I came back to my senses. Adrienne left me a message demanding to know why I'd lost my mind. Winston threatened me a bit in a voicemail, but I'm half convinced he won't try to have me murdered, so it's going as well as it could possibly be.