so we have good reason to fear the splatters and, even worse, the stench.
The new Moortje in the warehouse has the same problem.
Anyone who's ever had a cat that's not housebroken can imagine the smells, other than pepper and thyme, that permeate this house.
I also have a brand-new prescription for gunfire jitters: When the shooting gets loud, proceed to the nearest wooden staircase.
Run up and down a few times, making sure to stumble at least once.
What with the scratches and the noise of running and falling, you won't even be able to hear the shooting, much less worry about it.
Yours truly has put this magic formula to use, with great success! Yours, Anne M. Frank
MONDAY, JUNE 5, 1944
Dearest Kitty, New problems in the Annex. A quarrel between Dussel and the Franks over the division of butter.
Capitulation on the part of Dussel. Close friendship between the latter and Mrs. van Daan, flirtations, kisses and friendly little smiles.
Dussel is beginning to long for female companionship.
The van Daans don't see why we should bake a spice cake for Mr. Kugler's birthday when we can't have one ourselves.
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