I mentioned that I have been reading L.M. Montgomery's journals. I checked volumes 2-4 out of the Harold Washington Library last weekend, and I was sorry to see that Volume 1 was missing. Volume 1 covered her late teens and early 20's, and I was counting on that volume for the racy stuff that would best satisfy my voyeuristic tendencies. I one read that volume 12 or so years ago, and I vaguely recall a romantic encounter she had one evening with a romantic stud named Herman who, I am fairly certain, invited her back to his room. She didn't go, but it was pretty thrilling.

Anyway, volume 2 was fairly dull (by which I mean, no sex) in spite of her marriage to Hugh. Of course, she doesn't love him, though she is a bit fond of him, so I didn't even get to read about the merest kiss. Volume 3: likewise. In volume 4, covering her life at the ages of 55 through 61, I expected more of the same -- until I hit March 1, 1930:

"The next week I got another letter from Isobel. She said that she thought that she was losing her mind -- that only I could save her -- that she wanted very much something which only I could grant. She wanted to come down to Norval and stay all night at the manse -- and she wanted to sleep with me."

Awesome!

She goes on to relate how she was utterly repulsed by the idea, but then, scared that Isobel might commit suicide, our heroine goes over to her house and -- sleeps in her bed with her.

What happened? Stay tuned . . .