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386 September 3 - Monday - 8:30 P.M. My Dearly Beloved: M-m-m - but that was a nice warm, loving letter I received from you this morning. Everything you said ran gently thru me, and I loved you more than ever. You will find the same me, if I've changed at all in any way I am not conscious of it. Let's not think about it sweety - lets just pick up where we left off - when you drove off in the taxi, and I started off for the Mays. This middle part can grow gradually into our lives together. Yes, sweety, I can wait too, knowing that you will be home soon - but I do hope it isn't too much of a wait! Love me up and down and all around. Oh sweety----I need so [pg 2] much to feel you love me again, and want so much to give to you all this love I've been holding tight. Dreams are fine, but they are such a tantalizing part of the real thing. A year ago, I felt as if I couldn't go on when you left, but I did, and now that part is over - well almost, and its hard to realize. Hell's Bells - nothing matters, but the war is over, and that you are coming home soon!! Its been lovely and warm today. This morning I filled a hollow between two flagstones out on the patio with water, and it made a fine little wading pool for Wendy. She had a wonderful time splashing, and toddling thru the fine spray coming out of the hose. Both of us got thoroughly soaked - because of course [pg 3] Mummy had to join the fun - but it was lots of fun. Wendy looked like a very damp kitten with her hair plastered to her head, and fat little tummy dripping. She was so sleepy this evening that her thumb went into her mouth, and her eyes started to close as I was bathing her. That's one of the jobs you can take over every once in awhile - managing some 23 lbs of wiggling, soapy, Wendy in a big tub is quite an order. It's going to be such fun to watch my big and little pixies together. You would have laughed this morning if you could have seen me wrestling with the side of the crib. The side just wouldn't stay up - I imagine because I didn't get the crib up very securely; So - I fastened the sides up with wire, tightened with pliers, and covered the rough places with strips of adhesive. [pg 4] It looks sort of funny - but I think it will hold til you get home and have a chance to fix it properly. Helen read me part of one of Walter's letters today in which he says he expects to be released on points within the next month, but that he probably won't get home til November, because all transportation is tied up. He expects to scamper right back to Scot and probably an explosive sales campaign. Did you know he proposed at Child's 110th St. and then he and Helen eloped to [Harrison?] N.Y. that same night? Have a pair of pajamas wrapped and ready to mail tomorrow morning. I hope you will be able to bring them next time, and yourself inside. Tomorrow is another day, and a mailful one I hope. I love you very, very much, darling - Bobby
