From: To: Kathryn Marie Kucka Subject: Fwd: Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2012 00:18:33 +0000 Hmmm.. Begin forwarded message: From: Story Cowles < Subject: Re: Date: Februa 13, 2012 7:17:27 PM EST To: Your email was the definition of a shit sandwich. I am Always around to talk but if you want no more communication than that is fine too. 3 and a half years and you do this over the phone without even the option of speaking face to face. That is disrespectful to no end. On Feb 13, 2012, at 7:13 PM, wrote: I'm not sure yet what my schedule is going to be. I have 2 boxes of your clothes I was going to send out, and a bag with more breakable/valuable things I don't want to ship(lobster, jade mask, Cartier watch,etc) Your piano and bull skull are at 71st, so I would have to bring those back over if you wanted those. Obviously the piano will have to be shipped at some point, or brought down on the plane if that ever happens. You said before you aren't making your decision to come based on me, but then you got mad because I didn't try and stay in NY when I was due to leave very early morning the next day for work. I feel like you keep trying to have tidbits of communication, but nothing of substance. You send me a photo of your hospital tray "by accident" on 2/8/12. The paperwork on the tray was dated 2/7/12. It doesn't seem like you would send someone a photo of day old food and say "food finally". If you wanted me to know you were in the hospital, just tell me. You still haven't responded to my long email. You don't seem interested in talking about or addressing some serious issues that concern me. I can't ignore them. If you can't address them right now or don't want to talk about it, then that's fine, but then I need some space. I can't keep playing these games. On Feb 13, 2012, at 5:47 PM, Story Cowles wrote: But I would like to see you. Even for a little. I also need to get some things EFTA00532559