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Sunday, October 12 1919
I haven't kept a diary for a long time.
Lately I've been waking up from love. It
must be tiring to spend so much money
every day. Sometimes I even thought of
Gatsby, nostalgic and some of his time. I
found out I was pregnant for a while. Of
course I would be very happy to have a love
child and hope that the baby would make
Tom and me happier.
