Tuesday, August 6, 1946

Dart’s bruised back is tired and he has a cold, so even though he got two swell letters from Dot today, he will keep this one very short and get to bed.

“One letter carried an answer to my passionate and personal one of last week. As I read your reply, I felt closer to you than I’ve felt since our very last day together before you went home.”

“I love you somepin’ fierce, Dot.”

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As Dot kissed the kids goodnight, she felt a huge lump in her throat. She’s going to miss them terribly when she goes home.

She can’t picture Burke being skinnier than Dart, but she bets that he’ll put back every ounce in short order, especially with his mother’s great cooking. She hadn’t know that he and Edie were dating other people. Well, she guesses that’s for the best, if they can’t be as happy together as she and Dart are. Even though it’s been hard for them to be so young and so much in love, she thinks they’re both happier than either of them would be if they were still “looking around.”

She doesn’t think she has the heart to burn his letters, after all. Although there have been one of two recent ones that really must go, just for safety’s sake.

It sounds as though his friend Tom would be a good influence on Dart. “You wouldn’t know me as I am now. I pinch the pennies so hard now, tears run down Lincoln’s face. Ah! but the results are beginning to show! With Gib’s check today, she has $130 in her bank account. (How striking that she and Dart have the exact total bank balance!)

He can put his fears to rest. She’ll never be too tired to enjoy a vacation with as charming and wonderful a guy as he!

She marvels at the coincidence that neither of them made it to church on Sunday. She had a feeling he missed it, too, even before she got his letter confirming it.

In Dart’s recent letter when he wrote about splitting his pants, he joked with her about her idea that she would lose one pound for every one that he gained. While he assured her that he didn’t care a hoot about her weight, he asked her how that deal was working out. She responds, “Lessee. What did happen to that deal about me  losing a pound? Must look into that (sometime). Well, darn it, I like to eat! And I love you!”

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