Revenge

My son has arrived. Linton, my son, is now living with me here at Wuthering Heights. It was a little struggle to get him here, but he has adjusted quite well. At first he would whine about going back to Edgar at the awful Grange, but I continued to assure him that there is no better place for him than right here at Wuthering Heights. It took some time, but young Cathy did manage to find her way here. Edgar, who at the time was near his death bead, originally forbid Cathy from coming here, so she started sending notes with the milk boy to my young Linton. They abruptly stopped at one point, and I could tell Linton was disappointed. That was when I had to step in. I was leaving town for a while, so I made a stop at The Grange, and told Nelly how Linton had been acting, then told her that she should bring Cathy over right away. I then proceeded out of town. They did follow through and made the daily visits. But since Cathy despised me, they turned into weekly visits. They even continued their visits once Linton started getting sick. Then, one visit, I decided I had had enough. I took Nelly and Cathy and held them hostage. I would not let them leave until the following morning when Linton and Cathy were married. I held Nelly even longer, but that is beyond the point. I couldn't believe my plan had worked! Soon thereafter, Edgar died, so Thrushcross Grange was now Linton's! And, since Linton's health was deteriorating little by little, he wrote in his will that everything was to be left to me! For the most part we have been staying at Wuthering Heights, and Catherine grieved for quite the longest time. She eventually started getting acquainted with Hareton, and I believe a wedding may be in the works. I must say that revenge is very sweet.