8:40 A.M.
April 4, 1940
My Dearest One,
Here's hoping last night went fast for you. It did for me, because I worked, and then I went to bed at 8:30. Gee Darling, I hope you thought of me during your long dreary hours.
Darling, about yesterday - I don't know what to say or how to start it. You asked me to forget, well I did, really. You know my dear, I did things that I was ashamed of too, so who I am to tell you. There were and are times darling when my love for you becomes so great too, that I just think I must show you the way, but darling I fight; and if I ever did, I want you to forget, my dear. Darling you are a man, and you mustn't let your love for me weaken you. I think its better to keep wanting and longing fore [sic], than to always satisfy one's desire. That is just my opinion darling, maybe I'm wrong and if you think I am, please show me the other way.
Oh! darling, it makes me feel bad writing a note like this. Let's just skip the whole mess. Forget I gave you this note.
Always Yours
Snootie
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