Mr. Mason is a very sweet man. He invited me to stay over with him and...apparently a bunch of alians.
Well i'm thinking it over, surely it's better then being here on the roof of the hotel. It's horribly noisy up here, and cold.
James will be there, and that's what worries me. I hope he didn't miss the part in my letter where i told him vegas wasn't our special place but here at the hotel.
James is very forgetful though. I wouldn't be surprised.
He probably even forgot he killed me. And still i wouldn't be surprised.
Well i'm done waiting, i'm going to goto Mr. Masons house, he looks like he needs a woman's touch around the house. He has his daughter true (and she's adorable!), but maybe i'll help with dinner and cleaning up. Gives me something to do while giveing James the cold shoulder.
...Yes, i'm still mad.