E-mail to Alex

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To: Summers, Alex
From Madrox, Jamie
Subject: Deleting this unread causes pimples.

Look, I just wanted to say, I really was serious when I apologized for losing my temper. And if Angelo's cool with you, far as I'm concerned the whole thing never happened. Guess it's just a sensitive kind of subject for both of us, huh?

And speaking of those . . . the other thing you were talking about? Not gonna mention it to anybody, even if I kinda think you probably should. But hey, your problem to deal with in your own time.

One thing, though? Probably the main reason I was still mad today was . . . look, it took me two world-class shrinks, Kitty, and Ms. Blaire to get my nightmares manageable. Not gone. Just down to where I'm not waking up screaming every time I close my eyes for fifteen minutes, and I can usually kick off into a healthier dream before I wake up at all. So yeah, I've got no idea about how bad you've had it, agree with you there--but unless you've actually died, you have no clue how well you'd deal with that, and I didn't appreciate being told that my little slice of hell didn't rate.

So, yeah. Just thought you should know. Subject's closed, no hard feelings on my end, won't ever bring it up again unless you ask about it.

And I really am sorry. I think you're a great guy about 99% of the time--we just kinda came at the other 1% from opposite angles and tripped all over each other's hot buttons, I guess. Hope we can not do this again; I hate being mad at people I like.

See you around.