Where do I begin? Last night after the ball, I went straight upstairs to get Juliet ready for bed. As I knocked on her door, there was no reply. It was quite odd. Figuring she was already in bed after having such a busy night, I entered. She was not in her room, so I again assumed she was out on her balcony. I did not want to intrude on her deep thoughts, so I called out her name. Oh yes, she was out on the balcony. My hearing is growing faint, but it did sound like she was talking to someone. It was getting late and she really needed to proceed to bed, so I called again. She seemed quite agitated at me, yelling "anon!" Finally she came back inside and told me she needed to say one last prayer. I'm a deep believer in praying, so of course, I let her go on and say her last prayer. It took her long enough! She finally came inside after what seemed like ages! Oh, but how she was in a daze. I had never seen her look like this before. Her eyes were twinkling like the stars and her cheeks had a bright tint to them. That was the sign of true love. I questioned her, asking if anyone else was out there with her. Poor Juliet can't lie on her life! Sweet girl, she told me everything that happened! The part about Romeo overhearing her deepest thoughts to them sharing one final kiss before she reappeared in her room. Young love is always the dearest.
Juliet uttered that she loved him. Those words came as a shock to me. They had known each other for nearly a couple of hours, and they had fallen in love? I mean I guess I can relate, my dear husband fell in love at first sight. Oh God rest his soul! Anyway, I could tell she meant it. While telling her story, she told me that Romeo was to tell her whether he wanted her hand in marriage. That's when Juliet asked me to go out to the town square tomorrow and receive Romeo's response. I told her I would, but she needed to sleep.
Now this morning I went into the town square and tried to find Romeo. I walked around aimlessly thinking of places where he would be at this hour. I came across what seemed to be some Montague boys. At first, I did not see Romeo with them, but them I saw him galloping toward the other young men. So I walked towards them, when one of them said something quite rude; he was told me "the dial is upon the prick of noon!" I'm not one to judge about sexual jokes, but saying them to an elderly lady is quite rude! I tried to ignore them and went ahead and asked for Romeo. The same young man was obviously saying some rude comments, but I did not understand him. I probably wouldn't have wanted to understand him either. So anyway, the other men left and the young Romeo and myself were left alone to talk. I first scolded him for the other man's behavior, then I told him it would be a bad idea to set my dear Juliet up for heart break.
Romeo reassured me of his love for Juliet and told me to find a way for Juliet to attend shrift today, in order for the two to get married. He also gave me some money to buy a ladder for him to secretly meet with Juliet tonight. I bid him good night and returned to my Juliet. We'll see how this secret marriage of theirs ends up...
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