Broodlings,

  I owe you an apology. There won’t be a new chapter today. I’ve been sick for almost a week, and today has me bedridden. I wanted to push through, but my brain’s rotten right now—I’m just not capable of doing the editing and writing the story needs.

  The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

  I hate letting you down, and I’m sorry for the delay. Thank you for your patience and for sticking with me. The story will continue as soon as I can get back on my feet.

  —Your Broodfather