The Signing

My Dearest Corwynne,

I shall repeat my apology for the lack of writing yet again and I hope that it will be the last time. I am certain that Leggs is going to give me much to lament in the next few months. Leggs, as you know, has been quite pleased since my husband left me in the spring. The Great Spring Blessing as he calls it. Since his joy has gotten a bit annoying lately, I decided not to share the information that I was signing the divorce papers today. I figured I would tell him when he could take it like the 3000 year old elf that he is instead of a teenaged boy who just got a sports car for his birthday.

Well, my plan failed. There I was signing the papers in the office of Greg's creepy lawyer and when I looked up there was Leggs behind the lawyer.......Dancing. Yes dancing. It was a little jig and very distracting. I am sure that the lawyer was thinking that Greg was well rid of me simply for the fact that I was giving dirty looks to empty space.

Leggs finally realized that I was not amused and he left. He has even been smart enough to keep his distance today....Kind of. What he is doing now is a new variation on the "dwell with me" chant. Instead of a constant repetition of the phrase, every 15 minutes or so I will hear "dwell with me" said very fast in the next room. By the time I get there he is gone. And the only reason I don't set up a boobie trap of some sort to kill him is that I am certain he has no idea how annoying he is being.

I am certain that his excitement will tone itself down in time, but with an immortal he could take longer than I would like. I would hate to have to dump him again. We shall see,

Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah