Public Social in Eclipse [the end of the world] Texas, 1878

Ambrose took me to a social last night in Eclipse but then he stood at the edge of the dance floor and glared at every man I danced with. My husband is sometimes rude in his behavior. (Huh, i lie. My husband is always rude in his behavior.)

I asked him,"Why bring me to town to a party and then be mad at me for having fun?" (He says I flirted with every man there. Maybe I did--maybe i wanted to see if Quincy still cares.)

Even the dance caller was wonderful...I'm glad I danced every dance, it wore me out. I used that excuse in the buggy on the way home. I pretended to fall asleep when Ambrose started fussing at me.