urday afternoon, Saturday evening, Sunday afternoon and maybe even more.quot;

    quot;But if your grandparents dont  you to, you? s go beheir backs.”

    quot;Alls fair in love and war.”

    Just ts Bookstore and ter Sc  time o me in ages, and it really made me feel good.

    Monday evening o meet Fat a cake and some candy, and  neit like sitting stiffly on our c out for a o my door until ten past eig  to get ime. I o promise to be en to eigure. Ive been asked to urday.

    ilma told me t one nig ;, Ursul or Anne?”

    ;Its none of your business.”

    But as  talked to eac of t;ell, I like Anne better, but dont tell anyone. Bye!quot; And he door.

    In everyt s kind of nice for a c  ly suitable. I too, but . Mot;A good-looking boy. Nice and polite.quot; Im glad   about t. Jacque still teases me about  Im not in love  really. Its all rigo have boys as friends.

    Nobody minds.

    Moto marry  ss Peter, because I talked  of t idea myself,  batting an eyelaser as Ive never loved anyone, and I tell myself o .  a friend, or as Mots it, a beau.

    Yours, Anne

    SUNDAY, JULY 5, 1942

    Dear Kitty,

    tion ceremony in ter on Friday  as expected. My report card  too bad. I got one D, a C- in algebra and all t Bs, except for ts are pleased, but t like ots o grades. t report cards, good or bad. As long as Im  talk back too mucisfied. If t, everytake care of itself.

    Im just te. I dont  to be a poor student. I ed to tional basis. I