CHAPTER 60: AS IT WAS MEANT TO BE


15 April 1927

My Darling Country Mouse,

I have been debating with myself for three days whether or not to write this letter.

When you told me of your plans to marry and to be a faithful husband, I must have appeared blasé about the whole thing. I didn't want to be indiscreet in front of John. Never have I asked you what he knows of us and our now-and-then relationship.

I take your happiness seriously, my darling boy, and I tried to be the adult I am not and present you with a plan to support your intentions. But for three days, now, my heart has punished me and demands to speak.

I understand how much a family means to you, my sweet boy. I do. I remember the look in your eyes when you first told me. But no one knows better than I how passionate a man you are. You could give up more easily those cigarettes that constantly kiss your lips than you could give up your love of men.

Perhaps you believe I'm selfish to remind you of our love when I'm not willing to commit to you as you're willing to commit to Minnie. We both know I've had more than my share of men, so perhaps you wonder why I should make a fuss. I'll tell you why. Because the world has offered me only one Thomas Barrow, and I have none to spare.

I love you, my darling, and the thought of a future bereft of your affection brings grief to my heart. I beg you to accept who you are and to live your life as it was meant to be.

Your Loving City Mouse