MARCH, 1944
muco talk next to an open , and I ter felt told eac I cant repeat it all. But it felt good; it s ouched on.
First alked about t lig ed from our parents. I told Peter about Mot and myself. At one point ;You al you?”
quot;One? Dozens of t, do you?”
quot;No, Ive never really kissed anyone.”
quot;Not even on your birt;
quot;Yeahday I have.”
e talked about rusts our parents, and s love eac deal and
to.
out in bed and o t and sten to knoill tell eactle, since ogetalked about every imaginable t trust, feelings and ourselves. Oty, as I t he would be.
talked about t even recognize ourselves from t period. stand eac first.
I , and Id quickly concluded t hing special.
I didnt understand noo retreat to my noise and exuberance and I also liked peace and quiet but dont my diary, and t everyone arting I dont al to sit s. e discussed my parents hes here.
and o ionso s, and o hey argue.
quot;But youre al; he said.
quot;; I asked, greatly surprised.
quot;By being cheerful.”
t told me t mind my coming to o; in fact, . I also told all of Fat names a kiss automatically lead to trust. e also talked about doing ter selves, my mask, etc.
It ime being, ts enougeful and find t apolo- gize, Kitty, since my style is not up to my usual standard today. Ive just ten o my head!
I Peter and I s. me smile and t s as if a ligay like t her.
Your grateful and