John has left me.
My office life, which seemed perfect, is now making a wreck of my peace of mind.
At home there are hurt feelings, ugliness, illness, and suffering.
Mamie has had to give up her position. Sixty-eight! That is what it is to be an old maid.
Virginia Bates, who was married in September, has Bright's disease. Twenty-five!
I wonder where John is tonight. I hope he is not tap dancing, but I do honestly hope his heart is light and carefree.