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To: George Sanchez
From: Mel Fuller
Subject: My health
Dear George,
I am still sick. I won't be coming in today, and probably not tomorrow, either.
Don't get mad, George. I know this is a busy time, what with all the parties out in the
Hamptons, but what am I supposed to do? I took advantage of my fabulous healthcare
package yesterday, and went to a doctor. You know what he prescribed? Bed rest and
fluids. Bed rest and fluids, George! I won't be able to get that in the Hamptons. I mean,
Dolly could, of course, but not me. Besides, I'm sure the doctor didn't mean those kind of
fluids. Tell Ronnie that I don't believe that thing about George and Winona in Cannes, and
that she had better check with their publicists before she runs it. He is way too old for her.
Mel
PS Don't forget to tell Amy Jenkins that I'm out sick again, not late.
PPS Is my Xena Warrior Princess action figure back?
To: Nadine Wilcock
From: Tony Salerno
Subject: Mel
What are you, online again? I've been trying to get through to you for like an hour. And I
KNOW you aren't talking to Mel, because I was just there.
And I wasn't the only one who was there, either. One guess as to who opened the door
when I knocked: Yep, you're right, Mr. Perfect himself.
Actually, I shouldn't call him that. I kind of like the guy. He's like normal, you know?
Not like that freak Spender. Remember when you and me and Mel and Spender went out
that one time, and he went off on cops? Man, that burned me. I shut him up pretty quick,
didn't I, when I told him four of my cousins were with the NYPD? At least this new guy
doesn't talk crap like Spender used to.
Anyway, so I delivered the stuff, like you wanted, and John answered the door, and at
first I was pretty embarrassed, let me tell you. I thought I'd like interrupted some kind of
sex thing, you know. But the guy had his clothes on, and he was like, Come on in.
And there was Mel, in these weird white pajamas with black splotches on them, like a
cow, and she was in bed, but she didn't look very sick, if you ask me. They were
watching a movie. Apparently, since she's been sick, they've been doing this quite a lot.
He brings over some food--nothing, I must say, up to my standards, but edible, anyway-and
they watch movies. I don't know. Does that make it serious? There was no hanky panky,