. Kleiman is feeling better. o see a specialist soon. e can only need an operation.
t tation books. Unfortunately, for t tuted for oatmeal or groats. Our latest delicacy is piccalilli. If youre out of luck, all you get is a jar full of cucumber and mustard sauce.
Vegetables are o come by. ttuce, lettuce and more lettuce. Our meals consist entirely of potatoes and imitation gravy.
tis advancing beyond Cassino. ell o count on tern all. t of unbelievably ry of Birtcion registration cards.
Enougoday.
Yours, Anne
M. Frank
SUNDAY, APRIL 16, 1944
My dearest Kitty,
Remember yesterdays date, since it ter day for me. Isnt it an important day for every girl s no less important to me. time Bram kissed me on my rigra on my rig count. ell you.
Last nig eigting er on long before an arm around me. (Since it urday, tle,quot; I said, quot;so keep bumping my the cupboard.”
ically in t I never so close as nig side against ; my o beat faster, but to come. satisfied until my op of mine. I sat up again after about five minutes, but before long ook my it back next to oo intense;
clumsily, and played of time our ouching.
I cant tell you, Kitty, t ran too oo.
At nine-ty ood up. Peter put on ennis s make mucly round of tanding next to movement, I dont kno before doairs, core doairs looking back, and I long so mucoday.
Sunday morning, just before eleven.
Yours, Anne
M. Frank
MONDAY, APRIL 17, 1944
Dearest Kitty,
Do you tting on a divan and kissing a seventeen-and- a- t I o trust my o in tter. Its so peaceful and safe, lying in s so to feel mine, its so o knoing for me. But, and t, er to leave it at t? I forgotten . . . he is a boy!
I knoarting at a very young age. Not even fifteen and already so independent -- ts a little o understand. Im pretty sure Margot alk of an engagement or marriage. Neiter nor I Motouc Fat ers arms a