13 July 1941
Dearest,
I'm sorry you left when things were at such a bad pass; I don't think that's the way to do. On the other hand you must realize you weren't very fair about it all; I need rest and harmony to carry on this job and for you to start getting peeved just when you were getting ready to leave didn't suit me very well. I can't get over an angry spell very rapidly; and though I was a bit nasty when you came back the second time, I needed more time to be reconciled. If you have any complaints about my conduct toward you, save them for some time when I have time and energy to discuss them. I clearly think that you were in the wrong, but I will admit I'm sorry we parted in such a hostile manner. You were very sweet to come back, but I was still hurt and angry. At the present time I am half angry and half sorry. But if I didn't love you I wouldn't be writing this. Do you know that from 4:30 to 8:30 this evening I took in $16.00 single-handed in orders. That's a lot of business for two waiters. In fact it was a herculean job. Our Sunday business today (Sunday usually the poorest day) came close to our Saturday averages. One customer saw the rush tonight and complimented me. He said, "You don't need any help; you can handle the business as well as two girls". Well, I have to get up at 5:00 A.M. tomorrow. I'm on the early shift next week. I just hope you realize how hard I'm working, and not start pouting around about lack of affection or something.
Love, Melvin