Dear Klemens,

I am writing because my sister Margrit has made
ambitious and in my opinion unwise plans to 
fly as early as next Tuesday from Windsor to Arizona
to meet other German friends arriving there.

When she originally made her plans, she assumed
that the Auras family would stay here for only
two weeks, instead of three. Now Margrit feels
she must stay in Boston to put them on the plane
on Saturday afternoon, and plans to start back
to Windsor Saturday evening, where she expects
to arrive Sunday evening. (The distance is 800 miles,
as far as to Konnarock)

My suggestion to her was that she start back on Saturday
morning and leave it to us to get the Auras' to
the airport for their 10 p.m. flight. I am writing
to ask what plans, if any, you had for Saturday
when you will presumably be at home and Laura will
be working. It would help me if you could let me
know sometime before tomorrow morning, by e-mail,
if you wish, to obviate the need for conversation.

I am sad that the situation which has arisen is painful
to you, and particularly that it is painful beyond
discussion; because, as you know, I am under the illusion
that one can conceptualize something akin to the truth,
and that the contemplation of the Biblical brazen serpent
immunizes one against the venom of the slithering ones;
But ultimately, if you are unable to talk to me, I can
talk to myself; I have a lot of practice.