Birthdays and "Bad Guys"
Mother is beginning to make a fuss about my birthday. She says twenty is a milestone, so I should try to have some sort of special celebration, so I'll always remember it. It was all I could do to bite my tongue and keep from reminding her what she did on her twentieth birthday. But, of course, Father always takes her side, so I suppose I'll have to have some sort of party, or something, and pretend to have a good time. I wish Suzie-Madge were here; she'd probably have some idea what to do.
I recieved a letter from Uncle Chuchu yesterday, which, thank heavens, I got before Father saw. He wants to see Suzie-Mage and I when he come to London in two weeks. How the devil we're going to do it without letting Father and Mother know...I'm sure I can think of something. I always do.
I recieved a letter from Uncle Chuchu yesterday, which, thank heavens, I got before Father saw. He wants to see Suzie-Mage and I when he come to London in two weeks. How the devil we're going to do it without letting Father and Mother know...I'm sure I can think of something. I always do.