[Personal letterhead]
Solomon I. Sklar
1 University Place
New York City

Sunday

Dear God Mother,
You are right. I am happy.
But I shall be a whole lot happier
when your swell Mexico lets go of
Mary – and I shall like your
perfect city much more after
Mary leaves it.

I really should have gone to
Mexico with Mary. I was not only
bad but also stupid. I allowed
prosaic matters of work and
business to keep me here – and I
have been sad and lonely – you
know – one of your songs.

Dear Frida, you wrote a nice
letter despite your protests. Pretending
as always, eh! And I am very
grateful to you for both the
letter and the kiss. I agree with
everything you say. But don’t
let me mislead you. I want
to confess. I love that [illegible].
You may have suspected it.
Well, there it is.

I hope that Mary and I

will be able to go to Mexico
together sometime soon. If we
have to wait very long maybe
we can bring your Godchild.
Or, perhaps, New York will see
you sooner.

Tell me, when did the
sewing machine turn into
a bird woman?

Sol