Mother says we'll skip breakfast, eat hot cereal and bread for lunch and fried potatoes for dinner
and, if possible, vegetables or lettuce once or twice a week.
That's all there is. We're going to be hungry, but nothing's worse than being caught. Yours, Anne M. Frank
FRIDAY, MAY 26, 1944
My dearest Kitty, At long, long last, I can sit quietly at my table before the crack in the window frame
and write you everything, everything I want to say.
I feel more miserable than I have in months. Even after the break-in I didn't feel so utterly broken, inside and out.
On the one hand, there's the news about Mr. van Hoeven, the Jewish question (which is discussed in detail by everyone in the house),
the invasion (which is so long in coming), the awful food, the tension, the miserable atmosphere, my disappointment in Peter.
On the other hand, there's Bep's engagement, the Pentecost reception, the flowers, Mr. Kugler's birthday,
cakes and stories about cabarets, movies and concerts.
That gap, that enormous gap, is always there. One day we're laughing at the comical side of life in hiding,
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