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And then another

Well, after my plan to keep the peace backfired, I received another e-mail:

Good Morning Katy,
I never heard back from you, so I am not sure whether to take that as a good thing or a bad thing. I just wanted to tell you to have a safe trip back to Colorado! I am not sure why, but when you posted the bulletin saying some of your messages weren't sent or received, and asked to have them resent. I can't quite figure that one out, because on myspace it tells you when a message has been sent...read...and replied to. My first message I sent you had already been read. But oh well......I just want you to know, that no matter what, I will always love you, and think the world of you...and those babies. Hopefully when you return to San Antonio, we can start fresh....I would love nothing more than to have a great friendship with you, Katy!! Please drive safe.....and I know you are sooooo looking forward to finally being with Clint again, and the babies will be so glad to have their daddy back and safe! I am excited for you all. Kiss the babies, and tell them Nana loves them!!
I love you! Lisa

So, now the confusion really starts. Uh, is this the person who sent me the last e-mail? I think she is having some serious mental issues and I have a feeling she was expecting to pick a fight with me. I have again chosen to not respond to her. I did call my Dad and pretty much tell him everything I felt, which of course you read in the last post. So then another e-mail came.

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