Jul. 16th, 2010

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Dear Molly,

I’m not sure what I want to say to you. I’m not sorry that I killed your parents. I mean if I hadn’t done that, you’d have never gotten to live in New York with those losers Mohinder and Parkman. You’d have never been shipped off to India, and barely remembered by your two loving fathers. I mean sorry, kid, but the second Mohinder saw Maya and Parkman saw the blonde chick with the weird hair it was all over for you. You just weren’t important to them anymore.

I hope you’re having a ball in India. I did hear that you came stateside for awhile, helping out Rebel. Sorry I missed you, but you’re still too young for me. You see, Molly, I still want your power, and someday I’ll get it.

And your little dog too.

All my love,
The Bogeyman

PS – I didn’t appreciate it at all that you were more afraid of Maury than me.

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