thURSDAY, APRIL 1, 1943

    Dearest Kitty,

    Im not really in te).

    On trary, today I can safely quote t; Misfortunes never come singly.”

    First, Mr. Kleiman, our merry suns of gastrointestinal erday and ay in bed for at least tell you t omace a bit, and to go to tal next week.

    o undergo surgery. Fourtries came from Frankfurt to discuss ta deliveries. Fatant points  enougime to give Mr. Kugler a thor ough briefing.

    tlemen arrived from Frankfurt, and Fat t of alks ;If only I could be tairs,quot; he exclaimed.

    quot;Go lie doo t to te office, and youll be able to erday morning at ten-ty Margot and Pim (tter took up ts on talks  finis Fato continue en ing campaign. o lie for able position. At ty  me company. tion  I suddenly fell asleep on t didnt dare touc s. I slept for a good art,

    ten every ant discussion. Luckily, Margot tention.

    Yours, Anne

    FRIDAY, APRIL 2, 1943

    Dearest Kitty,

    Oem o my list of sins. Last niging for Fato tuck me in an say my prayers o t on my bed and asked very gently, quot;Anne, Daddy isnt ready.  if I listen to your prayers tonight?”

    quot;No, Momsy,quot; I replied.

    Mot up, stood beside my bed for a moment and tourned, orted ;I dont  to be angry  make you love me!quot; A feears slid do the door.

    I lay still, t o reject  I also kne I  feel like it. It just doesnt   sorry for Mot time in my life I noticed s indifferent to my coldness. I saalked about not being able to make me love s o tell trut trut sed me. Sactless comments and cruel jokes about matters I dont tive to any sign of love on . Just as my  sinks every time I s  sank wween us.

    S and didnt get any sleep. Fat me, and if o cross mine, I can read ;her so sad!”

    Everyone expects me to apologize, but t sometold truter Moto find out anyo be indifferent to Motears and Fat Ive al. I can only feel sorry for Moto figure out itude s, I will

    continue to remain silent and aloof, and I dont intend to sruts postponed, t o accept it w!

    Yours, Anne

    tUESDAY, APRIL 27, 1943

    Dearest Kitty,

    till trembling from tereffects of t everyone else: Mother and Mrs. van D.

    terrific atmosp you t of scomings ensively aired.

    Our German visitors  Saturday. tayed until six. e all sat upstairs, not daring to move an incep in te office. Ive got ants in my pants again from o sit still so long.

    Mr. Voskuijl alized, but Mr. Kleimans back at tomacopped bleeding sooner t normally does. old us t ty Clerks Office took an extra beating because tire building instead of just putting out t does my  good!

    ton el royed. tis on top of tire corner of Vijzelstraat and Singel rikes on German cities is increasing daily. e  s rest in ages, and I have bags under my eyes from lack of sleep.

    Our food is terrible. Breakfast consists of plain, unbuttered brea and ersatz coffee. For t tuce atoes t ten, sisaste. If youre trying to diet, to be! Upstairs tterly, but  ts sucragedy.

    All tc or  taking tion because of the invasion!

    Yours, Anne