So, the legal question—” “I don’t mean legally,” I said. “I just mean, who’s going to take care of him?”
“But I can only answer that question legally. And the legal answer is that I administer the financial affairs,
the house manager administers the home affairs, and Davis is the guardian.
Your concern is admirable, Ms. Holmes, but I assure you that everything is cared for, legally.
Three fifteen tomorrow. Your banker’s name is Josephine Jackson. Do you have any other questions of pertinence to your situation?”
“I don’t think so.” “Well, you have my number. Be well, Ms. Holmes.”
I felt fine the next day at school, until Daisy and I were on our way to the bank.
I was driving, and Daisy was talking about how her most recent fic had sort of gone viral in the Star Wars fan-fiction world
and how she had tons of kudos on it and how she’d had to stay up all night to finish this paper on The Scarlet Letter
and how she could maybe finally get some sleep now that she was “retiring” from Chuck E. Cheese’s, and I felt fine.
I felt like a perfectly normal person, who was not cohabitating with a demon
that forced me to think thoughts I hated thinking, and I was just feeling, like, I’ve been better this week.
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