To My Joe,

Darling, I’m at work and feel like hell. Alice won’t talk to me so you see I’m getting plenty of hell already. I don’t know what to expect from you. I can’t be much worse than what I’m expecting. Please darling I love you, do believe me. I went with an honest heart but people just won’t let a bride have a good time. I can’t just stay here and get mad. Plan on finding me a room about the 25th of next month cause I’m coming. I hope you still want me to come. Do you? You aren’t angry at me? I know you can divorce me if you choose and I can’t do a thing about it. But in my defense, what could I have done without someone to dance with? Just sat and been a wall flower? That’s now fun.

I can’t say I even enjoyed myself as is. Hi and Alice sat so they could stare at me all the time. And if they do write you the only thing they can say is that I was with Pat. He didn’t hold my hand or smile at me. I told you we were strangers and I say it again. All we did was dance. He even soled or performed for Hi and Alice on purpose. They made me mad. If you will understand why do I have to explain to anyone else. I’m relieved it’s just about over so I’ll close right now.

I’ll write more when I get home and in close, I love you. Believe me and I want to be with you. God bless you always. Please let me come out to be with you. I’m so unhappy here alone. I’m not doing so good at managing anything alone. Oh, darling. I feel awful. I must close, so bye for a few hours.

Your loving wife,

DeLores