John told me tonight that I am not modern enough.
Enough for what?
He called me at the office and asked me to meet him in town for dinner. We went to see Skippy first. It was a darling picture; then to dinner when he made that accusation.
Instead of being quiet or nagging him bitterly - I had an open, free for all fight with him. I out and out told him how furious I was and as soon as we came in he coaxed me for a kiss which I refused. Finally I let him kiss me (not because I wanted him to but because I gave in to please him.)
My poor darling is suffering maybe with his appendix operation. If it means another (?) shoot us both.