“I must exact a cruel promise and that is you will let me go in a year if we find no happiness together.”
do i really do this?..!
(i remember you. and beer and japanese fusion foods. this may be a strange medium to say thank you but really, strange from me must be normal to you by now.)
(ach, dammit, I do this… I’m not sure about dear A.E.’s last statement there. “I will try to… give you that part of me that you know and seem to want.” ….. I digress like a pro. but what was my point?)
can you imagine what she must have felt, writing this? And in those days, writing it out so painstakingly, no mistakes allowed on a typewriter! She wouldn’t have had any room to mistake what she was saying to this person. I think it would have been terrifying.
damn, she must have been wicked brave. and strong.