Fortunately, neither a college entrance exam nor a 91-person banquet could keep these young lovers apart tonight. Still, Dart wishes they could have spent more time together. “That wish is superimposed on a continuous wish that we could spend all of every night together.”
Dart’s a little concerned about their plans to spend Dot’s vacation together. Registration for summer session, should he get into Cleveland College, is June 10, with classes starting ion the 17th. That doesn’t leave much time to drive to Greenwich, pick up her parents and head up to the lake before he returns for classes. He’ll talk to the dean to see if it would be possible for him to register a little earlier.
He tried to kiss her over the phone last night, but he had to do it quietly because his mother walked through the room, so he fears Dot must not feel properly kissed.
He spent the late evening hours pouring over the CC catalog, looking for appropriate courses to take. He hopes he can enter as a sophomore so that his time at Case isn’t wasted. Happily, he has enough money from the GI bill to get four years of school, so that part is covered, at least.
With hopes of helping wash the bathroom walls in the morning, he tells Dot he must get some sleep. “Now you’ll get some reason tomorrow night why I didn’t get the wall-washing done, but you’ll know I had good intentions.”
“Good night, my Darling. I love you and miss you very much. I can’t think of any ways to express it tonight. Thanks you for what you said in the car Friday night, when I couldn’t find words to express my feelings.”
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Dot was so happy to get Dart’s phone call after she’d spent a couple of hours talking to her friends about him. His voice even made her toothache feel better. She’s happy to send him the bus schedule to Kent, if he really wants it. But he surely doesn’t have to take a bus out to see her. As long as he remains a steadfast correspondent, as he’d been since she met him, and tells her he loves her every now and then, that is enough. Still, she’d never stand in the way of his coming to see her.
How nice if his whole family joined the church! Then, after she and he are married, she’ll join, too. “That would be a reasonably valid guarantee that if we ever have a quarrel in our family, it won’t because of religious differences. Let’s continue as we’ve begun, though, and not have any quarrels about anything.”
Then she writes, “I guess so.”
She explains that the above paragraph is her response to his four pages about insurance. (Did I mention that he went on for some time about that?) She has no knowledge or experience with which to weigh the pros and cons, so the decision is his alone. She only hopes she’s not his beneficiary. Why? Because if it ever reached that stage, she’d have no joy in living, so what would she need money for?
I’m happy so say Dot pushed back a little over his correction of her spelling. She sweetly pointed out that in one of his letters last week, he misspelled disappointed. “It’s always so late when I write that I’m too tired to proof read, so you can do it for me.” (So there!)
Then she says, “It’s alright, I guess, but what are you talking about?” She’s referring to his apology about the tone of voice he used toward her the other night. She’s curious what it was and hopes he’ll explain it to her.
She wishes him the best of luck getting into Cleveland College and then asks when fall term starts.
Sending all her love, she signs off for the night.