He came downstairs to tell Dussel it was time to listen to the radio and hung around the bathroom for a while,
but when Dussel took too long, he went back upstairs. He paced up and down his room and went to bed early.
The entire evening I was so restless I kept going to the bathroom to splash cold water on my face.
I read a bit, daydreamed some more, looked at the clock and waited, waited, waited, all the while listening to his footsteps.
I went to bed early, exhausted. Tonight I have to take a bath, and tomorrow? Tomorrow's so far away! Yours, Anne M. Frank
My answer: Dearest Margot, I think the best thing is simply to wait and see what happens.
It can't be much longer before Peter and I will have to decide whether to go back to the way we were or do something else.
I don't know how it'll turn out; I can't see any farther than the end of my nose.
But I'm certain of one thing: if Peter and I do become friends, I'm going to tell him you're also very fond of him
and are prepared to help him if he needs you. You wouldn't want me to, I'm sure, but I don't care;
I don't know what Peter thinks of you, but I'll ask him when the time comes.
It's certainly nothing bad -- on the contrary! You're welcome to join us in the attic, or wherever we are.
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