Wristwatch

(1992 June 18)

Yesterday, not looking, I meant to drop my wrist watch in my top drawer of the set by the bed, and not looking, I let it fall in the glass of water near by. It is the pretty little gold one Daddy gave me - we went into the jewelry store together, in Milwaukee. Of course I dried it out near the heat, but it may never go again. The insides may be replaced perhaps. After me, I wish Dorothy to have it.