Dear Miss Pennyford,
I received your kind Bull Shit letter today and want to give you my thoughts. Really you expect a lot if I'm to believe the web your letter wove!
Professor Haun was a little more direct when he came to me and suggested I see Justin at work. It was when my kids were in school I arrived at his Lab. He sat me down and explained how Justin messed up and bu accident injected himself with a trail serum.
He let me into the Medical section of his Lab where strapped to a bed lay what was left of my marriage and husband. Justin was changing as he and I spoke. His skin was fast turning black and hair was covering his entire body. I was informed as he that the serum made for animal husbandry would basically make my husband into a complete horse.
The Professor sent me money to support our lifestyle and the children's schooling. Justin who I saw one day before being shipped to England with two other special volunteer ponies, was by then too ignorant to know me to be his wife. Worse yet for him was the directive I saw that he was gelded. Little wonder according to your letter that all around saw his personal need, no doubt it was hanging rather stiff.
I have place my children in the custody of Justin's parents since the Professor was kind enough to poke me with a similar serum. So in the next few months your stable will have a new Dartmoor mare, me!
With all my hate,
Mrs. Markus