I wanted to keep her around, so to finance her preferred lifestyle, I may have, you know, sold things that I had no right to, yes? And when someone noticed they were bereft of their earthly possessions, they pointed out "Hey, Massey suddenly has a lot of cash for a dirt farmer".

Uh, no offense intended, but Powder Gang territory isn't a great place for a woman to be running around, all carefree and such. Lot of these guys haven't touched a woman since they first got locked up. Not me, mind you, but I'm charming.

I didn't expect my exit from prison would be near as explosive as it was, but I did have some vague notions of slipping away one night, sight unseen. I've tried several times to contact my friend, but I've have no luck. Knowing how things are, I expect something unpleasant may have occurred.