letters between Brutus and Caesar

                        Dear, Caesar
I tell you right now I have no clue as to why I got married. Today she thought that I was keeping secrets from her and cut herself on her thigh to prove her loyalty! And she wonders why I'm stressed out. If she wouldn't do things like that we would have no problems. I understand she worries for me, however, this is just crazy. What do you think.
                      From,
                       Brutus


                         Dear, Brutus
I know exactly what you mean. My wife came to me and told me she had a nightmare that people were washing their hands in my blood from a statue of me. I mean seriously why would the people wash their hands in my blood. Then she started begging for me to stay home. So being the loving husband I am I said I will. She just won't give me a break.
                          From,
                          Caesar