20May/0512
Midnight Minuet

He sent me a long letter today. He writes in length, you know, but in person, he does not speak much.

Kind of like you, Blanc.
“I apologise greatly for the state in which I phoned you the other night. I must admit that I was not at my best, and my exposition was unclear.
I am sure you have heard the number of dissenters who object to your affection for me and opine that I am not worthy of your attention. I am afraid that they are absolutely right. That, and recent media coverage, has caused me to admit that, simply put, I am not good for you.”