letter no. nine

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May 1, 1930

Dear flower,

Elliane, I need you. I am going to get you out no matter what. I don't care what they say. Whatever, it will take. I will get you out, I will get you back with me. I have created a plan and I have another if that one backfires. 

Plan one; I will bribe the nurses and doctor to let you out. 

Plan two; escape. 

I just need to study the plan of the asylum. I am desperate, I need you. Ellaine, get ready. Be ready to dash, then we can runaway and go anywhere you wish to.

Love, Luke

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