June 26th, 1973

Dear Diary,

I finally got to talk to Grandma Rose today! Mom went with Grandpa and Ricky for a good long walk this morning, and I stayed behind saying I was going to help Grandma fix lunch. Over lunch preparation is when I was able to tell her about Keith and my concerns about Mom. And guess what she said? She said she'd take care of my mother!

Okay, so I'll admit I'm a little concerned about what's going to occur. I mean, Grandma Rose is really nice and I'm sure she agrees with me on the whole 'Keith' angle (it kind of helps that she's kind of a Partridge Family fan), but I'm afraid that if she's too direct on the topic, Mom will figure that I involved Grandma and get mad. So… this is why I am going to hang out in this tree until I'm called for dinner. Mom's talking with Grandma now, I hope I don't get in trouble!

Anyhow, Jon was just here a few minutes ago. He sat with me in the tree for a while. We didn't really say too much to eachother, but I have a feeling he wanted to say something. He just kept looking at me. I was actually glad when Ricky and Grandpa took him with them to the neighbor's house to pick up some strawberries. The lack of conversation sort of made me nervous. I hope he doesn't like me or something. I know that sounds silly coming from me, because in the past I was striving for friends, but that's just it; I was striving for friends. Not a boyfriend, because technically I already have one. I mean Keith hasn't asked me to go steady or anything, but he just might, and as I mentioned earlier, I want to make sure I'm available if he does. Let's just hope he does, because as much as I hate to admit it, Jon is kind of cute.

Anyhow, as for the earlier mention of strawberries… I guess the neighbors grow the berries (along with some other fruits and vegetables) for a living and always have a ton of extras they sell cheaply to neighbors. It's actually kind of a neat deal. They get business and Grandpa gets a discount! Not to mention, I love strawberries, especially when Grandma makes jam. Yum!

Well, I guess that's it for now,

Donna


June 27th, 1973

Dear Diary,

Today I got a letter from Keith! Yes! I just read it too. It sure was hard to keep Mom from seeing whom it was from, especially when Grandpa Jim kept teasing me about it being from 'a boy'. I don't really remember now how I got her off my case, but I think I owe it to Ricky. Something like that. Who knows…

Well, anyways, I think this letter came at a good time. I mean, it was really short, which was somewhat disappointing, but at least I got a letter, right? Anyhow, it was basically a 'how are you' letter and that was it. Basically a letter from a friend to a friend, nothing too important, but it was still thoughtful. I mean, he really didn't have to write, but he did (not to mention he somehow got the address for here, which he would have had to ask Candice for). And there was a little something extra: Tickets to their next show. It's about three weeks away, but I'm sure we can make it. Ricky and I that is. There are three tickets and I'm sure Keith meant the last one for Mom, but I'm a little unsure if I should invite her or not. I mean she doesn't even like them, it would just be miserable, but if Keith really wants her to come, I'll invite her. I'll ask him in the letter I'm going to write him as soon as I'm done writing in here.

Anyhow, I guess I'll go then. The letter will be tucked in here along with the tickets. I don't think I'll tell anyone about them until it gets closer to the show. Well, maybe I'll tell Ricky, but then again, he's not too good at keeping secrets. Oh, well. Guess this is one secret I'll have to keep to myself.

Till Tomorrow,

Donna