It is with great regret that I post the following e-mail, one which will lay bare one of the most shameful secrets of my life. Please withhold your judgements.
TO: Rodrigo Weiss
FROM: Mathilde Bagnoire
DATE: 05/25/98
SUBJECT: The truth
Rodrigo—
All along, I knew the truth. What does it matter? The world is a tomb, and I have loved you since we were children. I know you lost your memory of the accident - perhaps you blocked it out. I was in the car with you. I was wearing my First Communion veil and white dress and I imagined we were on the way to our wedding.
For awhile, I believed you knew as well. It was fate that brought us together in college - I did not seek you out. I was sure you recognized me. But I fell so deeply in love with you I couldn’t risk it. I was unaware of how much your Grandmother had suppressed, though I understand her need to do so. I was unaware of how much you had suppressed, as well. When you said you were ready to open up the storage unit, I was willing to support you. I feared I would lose you—please don’t let my worst fears come true.
I changed my name when I was “cured.” My doctor thought it would be good to make a clean break with my past. You know me as Mary.
The world is a tomb. Cousins, lovers - what does it matter? We make our own rules.
Yours,
Mary/Mathilde
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I have informed your temp agency, as well as our own supervisor, that you have not only been shirking your duties but using office equipment for personal pursuits. Since I can speak freely, I want to say that you are one of the most despicable people I have ever met and that I am determining a further course of legal action for the harassment which occurred this morning, when I found a plastic baggie with a dead mouse in it on my desk. I want you to know that these are serious harassment charges and I intend to bring you down. Did you forget about the security cameras? I’ve got videotape as proof.
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