7 August 1942

[thegreatabraxas]

What is up with that boy? His room looks like a hurricane hit it-clothes are strewn everywhere and I don’t want to know what Ari is going to say if he sees this. Or Hyacinthe for that matter, although I can hear her playing the piano again so it will be an age or two before she leaves it. It’s a pretty song. I wish I could remember the damn name for it.

Haven’t seen Theo around lately. Maybe he drowned in the sea of clothes.