Excerpt from Dear John

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Act I, Scene 1

Tuesday, June Something

Dear John,

Go to hell. This is the end. I'm on a plane to South America right now, running away. You'll think that I'm a rotten awful coward of a woman, of course. I believe I'm being quite sensible.

Anyway, thank you for some of the deepest, most meaningful moments of my life. The most profound joy and anguish I ever hope to experience I owe to you. There's no one like you, you beautiful shit.

Don't try to find me. You won't. South America is a very big place.

Yours truly,

P.S. Sincere apologies for any inconvenience I may have caused. I'll never forget you. Good-bye forever.

Love, Em

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