Page 64 of Mostly My Boss

Elizabeth Holmes.

I told you about not wearing turtle necks.

She’s in jail.

She’s in jail.

Also, you didn’t write your parents like I told you to. Your father came to campus to ask me to visit for Christmas. They really miss you. And he told me tell you how much they love you. I believed him. I did, Ethan.

Anyway, I’m telling them everything about you except where you are. You can’t be mad about that.

Write back with more than lame, recycled ideas like Theranos.

Julia

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Jules,

You’re going to see my parents. Okay, fine. Just don’t let my father prescribe anything for you. You probably don’t know this but “difficult” can be cured with a pill. My mother’s smothering only ever stifled me, though, so you shouldn’t be in too much danger from her.

I’ll call them. I will. I wanted…to have something more tangible to tell them. But if they are desperate enough to seek you out, I guess I can’t put it off any longer. I never thought they didn’t love me…just that they didn’t understand me. And that they couldn’t control me. Not the way they wanted to.

But enough of that. The problem wasn’t with Holmes’s idea, it was the execution and the fact that she was a lying con artist.

The software simply needs to be perfected. Software is something I can do in my spare time. It’s not the big idea though…

Are you ready for this?

I’m going to reinvent air travel. I need capital to do it. But I think the time is right.

That’s the future. That’s our future, Jules.

Ethan

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Year three apart

Ethan,

I took an internship at Deutsche Bank. Don’t be mad.

Julia.

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Jules,

Good, get them to stop laundering money for the Russians and do NOT end up in JAIL.

You won’t need your internship for long. I’m putting together the company structure now. It’s just a matter of time.

Watch the news…

Ethan

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