Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait for an update. I had a really crazy week! I hope you enjoy this next installment!
June 24th, 1973
Dear Diary,
Here I am again, in my tree. Actually, this time I'm not alone. There's this orange cat that decided to take refuge up here. He's actually really friendly and doesn't seem afraid which I find unusual because my past experiences with cats in trees have not been good ones. But I guess this cat's just used to this sort of thing and is a good climber. Let's just hope he doesn't expect me to get him down.
Anyhow, I am currently waiting for someone to arrive. I met him at the store this morning after church when Grandma and I stopped in to grab a few things for lunch. His name is Jon (I don't remember his last name). He's seventeen. I guess he's Grandma's neighbor and comes over every Sunday to help weed Grandma's vegetable garden. I volunteered to help considering I have nothing better to do and Mom's retreated to the house. Also, it'll be a nice change to be around someone different. Jon seems like a nice guy. He reminds me of Keith. But he isn't Keith. So, no, I'm not interested in him. But still… he's nice.
That reminds me! I got a letter in the mail today. It was from Candice, which is weird because I was going to write her first, but I guess she couldn't wait and wrote and mailed the letter the day we left (I did, after all, leave her with my grandparent's address). Anyhow, she didn't have a whole lot to say except that she was bored. I guess that's why she wrote. But anyways, it won't be long before I'll get back home and then hopefully by then, Mom will think differently of Keith.
Well, guess that's it. I also won't be writing more tonight because it's much to hard to get everything down I want too when I have to rush, so from now on, I'll be writing mid-day entries. At least until I get back home.
Till tomorrow,
Donna
June 25th, 1973
Dear Diary,
Alright, so the rest of yesterday involved a lot of weeding! I can't believe how many things grow in a week! However, Grandma's vegetable garden isn't exactly small. It's about a quarter acre in size. Okay, so maybe it's a little smaller than that, but it is still really big. To say the very least, though, I didn't really hate all the weeding. It was actually kind of fun, the weather was nice and though time didn't exactly fly by, it didn't drag by either. If I ever get the chance to, maybe I'll start a small vegetable garden of my own. A very small vegetable garden.
Anyways, as for Jon, he's really super nice and it wasn't all for show in front of Grandma. I guess he's older then I thought. He's nineteen and is going to college to become an accountant. Accounting doesn't really interest me, but he seems to really like it. I guess everyone has his or her own likes and dislikes.
You know, I wonder what Keith is studying in community college? I never really asked him. Maybe I should. It would at least give us something to talk about since we can't really talk too much about eachother because he hears about me through Ricky and… well… magazines you can't believe all the time, but still…
Anyhow, after the hours of weeding, we all had dinner together. Jon was even invited. The only bad thing is he made a really good impression on Mom and I don't want Mom to get it into her head that I'm interested in Jon, because I'm not, we're just acquaintances. But knowing Mom, she'd want me to end up with some guy like Jon, just because he's not in 'show business'. I didn't really think about this before, but Jon's presence may complicate Keith's quest. Mine too. If I want to go out with Keith and become his steady, I'm really going to have to watch what I say around Jon, especially when Mom's around. I don't want anyone to get the wrong types of ideas.
Oh! Now I really need to talk with Grandma Rose. She'd know what to do, I'm sure!
Excessively Worried,
Donna
