Yesterday I worked in the costume shop for four hours on my final exam project. I ate a small lunch and then worked in the box office until five o’clock. Allen’s birthday is today, so last night Allen, Kate, Kate’s mom, Sharon, and I went to The Farm House. The food was good, but very expensive. A lot of the same people were working from when I was there last Saturday. They came and sang to Allen for his birthday, we had dessert and then went to the Music Parlor and listened to the singers.
One girl, who came up to give us a special hello, sang “I Dream A Dream” from Les Miserables. Then she smiled at me the whole time she sang “I’m proud to be an American.”
Afterwards, we walked around the park in Blowing Rock, then took the parkway home. We went to Sharon’s and Allen and Kate and I went swimming in their indoor pool. I totally embarrassed myself in front of Bob, because I’m pretty pale and when I took my shirt off I said, “I’m as white as balls!” out loud, totally forgetting I wasn’t only in the presence of teenagers. Oh well!
Laura was out with some guy, but she eventually returned and looked as beautiful as ever. Allen and I wonder if every girl we ever meet in the future will helplessly be compared to Laura in our minds. I suppose that isn’t fair to all the future women we meet, but for now, I don’t mind the thought. Laura deserves to be at the top.
I walked up from the pool to their house. The moon was full. I looked at the silhouette of the mountains against the bright sky. Oh, that house, the view, the love, I want to be a part of it all. I want it more than anything.
For as long as that family lives there, it is the most perfect corner of the planet.