Why the Hurry? Part 2

New York City

My dear Pow-wow

I’ve just arrived in New York City after an exhausting trip from¬†Maine. Perhaps a little more exhausting than normal.

But what is normal any more?

I’ve called off the wedding with Harry. It broke my heart, but he proved himself not to be the man I thought he was. And with the other “complications” of my present state, I simply had to get away.

The engagement was such a dream come true. Everything seemed so rosy and beautiful and idyllic, especially since there would be unplanned added joy.

But now here I am in New York City, surrounded by sights and sounds and the hustle and bustle of a big city. Quite a far cry from little ol’ Machias Maine. And I certainly won’t be living in a lovely little house like the one that Harry and I had planned on. I need to find a boardinghouse for women, and I need to find one quickly.

Tell the girls the wedding’s off, but tell them not to worry. We’ll be fine.

Eunice

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