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22 August 2000 (X)
Dear Diary,
Fools.
Everyone is a fool to think they can locate Willy. They are going to have to try harder than that. I have planned such an event for so long that I made sure nothing went wrong. It was worth seeing Reddy's pitiful face in the newspaper this morning. That nasty idiot who thinks he is better than everyone just because he is rich and his pretty little playtoy won almost every beauty contest. Not only that but also continuously brags that his daughter is valedictorian of her school. He doesn't truly care about her. All he cares about is producing a perfect heir to take over his perfect legacy and show the media that they are a perfect little family.
How foolish of him to think that his bank account can solve his problems. Look at him now, begging everyone with those pathetic missing posters and offering a lump sum of cash to anyone who has even the smallest clue to where Willy might be. Although, five thousand per piece of information does sound tempting. Maybe I should drop a hint for him since his wife looks so miserable. The poor woman's eyes are about to pop out of their sockets and maybe this little clue will bring a little relief to her shattering heart.
Reddy Harrish, my stupid older brother.
You should have never trusted me.
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