Dora Wonders If Edward Would Not Get Lonely Out There In The Desert Without A Woman

Dear Readers,

Edward seemed to me like the kind of guy who wanted a woman around all the time. I was supposed to be that woman last May. Now he is supposed to be riding around the Syrian Desert with a pack of Bedouin warriors under Lawrence of Arabia. Where are the women?

I'm not saying that Edward doesn't miss me. But what if he's sleeping with another woman, a Bedouin slut, just because of that? Maybe he thinks she's second best and would rather have me in his bed but has to make do because I'm thousands of miles away. Should I feel insulted? Jealous?

I miss Edward terribly, but I don't go out and find another man to sleep with so I can pretend he is Edward. Is this the difference between male and female psychology?

Sincerely yours,

Dora Benley
P.S. Soon it will be a year since I was on the Lusitania, and this is all I have to think about. Can you believe it?