Okay, but...

Your letter mentioned a magic monkey paw?

I really feel like you're bearing the lead here.

Mr. Whites had to his old friend, Sergeant Major Morris.

Their friendship went way, way back.

Though they had taken different paths in life.

Morris had gone to the military, and had just returned from India.

White had stayed in England, married, worked a factory job, and struggled to put food on

the table.

Sergeant Major Morris was successful, but alone.

And White was poor, but he had a loving wife, and a son that was his greatest source of

pride.

He had been riding his old friend, Morris.

When the Sergeant Major mentioned that one, he would be near White's house in England

soon, and two, he had a magic monkey paw.

He stopped by in a rain-soaked night while Whiteness then were sitting around playing

chess.

And now, he didn't want to talk about his magic monkey paw.

I respect your wishes, buddy.

Old Mr. White said to his friend, on a completely unrelated note, have another whiskey.

It took two pretty healthy pours of whiskey for Morris to lean in, with a glint in his eye.

Alright.

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