Dora Says Michael Knows Me Too Well

Dear Readers,

I just read Edward's latest letter about his escapade in Damascus with Lawrence of Arabia while I was eating lunch with Michael. We were sitting on the lawn in the front yard by the stump of an old tree where my mother had planted pansies. We were eating Viola's picnic foods.

 I told Michael that Edward apparently preferred Lawrence to me. The Colonel must be fetching in his desert attire. And Edward left me to Michael. He mentioned that Mr. Byrne was loyal and dependable. He'd been around since the Lusitania.

Michael called my bluff. He said that if I was serious I would send the Crusader ring back to Edward and marry him. But I wouldn't, would I? And I had to admit that Michael knew me too well. I was stuck for the long haul just like Penelope waiting for Odysseus.

That night I wrote to Lawrence himself, pleading with him to release Edward. I said that Edward's  mother and I needed him more than Lawrence needed an adjutant.

Sincerely yours,

Dora Benley
P.S. Read about my adventures in the first volume of my memoirs entitled King Abdullah's Tomb.